I've been thinking....

Its time to move on...I'm such a long term relationship person that i cant seem to get away from any of my ex's lol... I can't just start a relationship with someone. I cant even have "boo's" (despite popular belief). I dont understand how people can talk to like 5 people at the same time with all of them being potential boyfriends... We have to be friends for a long time before i become exclusive with someone. I guess that's why I've only had 2 real boyfriends in my life...Its because we become such good friends that it seems as if no matter what we go through, we always seem to find our way back to each other. Both of my ex's have been texting and calling me and i just dont know what to do. Im tryna hold friendships with them, but the love i have for both of them just makes me remember the times we spent together and all the happy times...now i dont wanna be back in a relationship with either of them but i just miss being held and those little conversations we would have. So in the midst of all this thinking, i have come to the conclusion that i am ready for a new relationship. I went through the "buddy" stage, i have a lot of guy friends, but now im ready to have someone that i can just have to hold. im tired of all these hood niggas... im tired of ghettoness and drama... i want someone that will respect me and one that knows how to have fun...i dont want someone that tries too hard or forces me to like them...i need sensitivity...someone who pays attention to the little things i say...someone who notices the little changes i do (a new shirt, a little make-up, new earrings)...but shit those kinda men are hard to find, especially at this school...but oh well maybe one day someone i never expected will grow up and surprise me and i'll fall deeper in love with them than anyone i've ever loved...Here's to hoping....

Finally Legal...

So my 18th birthday is tomorrow....YAY super exciting...i guess im so excited because i can finally do things! Im tired of being the young one, even though its never gonna change. Im constantly reminded of how old i am every time i want to do something....it gets hella irritating after a while but i have come to realize that its just something i need to deal with. im younger than everyone because i skipped a grade...i cant go back and change that because no one can change the past and honestly....between u and me....i really dont want to. I dont mean to brag or anything but i like telling ppl that i skipped a grade it makes me sound smart lol...but besides all that... im just happy to do one thing...VOTE...i happy that i can now exercise this right that my ancestors so passionately fought for....I have two strong characteristics...I am black and i am a woman! those two things alone caused my ancestors problems and they fought for me to have that right! That makes me happy...but yea...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!

FUCKIN T-MOBILE!!!!!

Okay i just wanna let out a little bit of steam about my frustrations towards T-Mobile!!! I just signed the fucking contract and they all already fuckin up my orders and shit! Send me my fucking phone already!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH..... Okay im done now...Back to your regularly scheduled program...

It lies in you...Another bit of poetry

The perfection of a man lies within you.

The mesmerizing scent of your natural essence astounds me.

The complexion of your chocolate skin creates the perfect blend of serenity and sensuality.

Your walk is undeniable.

You make the love I hold just for you drain like a river into the stream of my undergarments.

As I watch your faultless expressions I begin to cringe at the gripping sight of your eyes.

The whites of your eyes so pure looking at you makes me feel untouched.

The structure of your face so perfectly aligned it makes me shiver.

I sweat at the touch of you hand.

Not worthy of you sharing your serenity with me.

Your stature is so powerful it intimidates me.

I bow at your royalty.

The king of men you prove yourself in any battle.

Your curly coarse hair embraces my fingers as I massage your tresses.

Being around you gives me a feeling of peace as I know you will take care of me.

I lay in your arms watching you sleep.

The perfection of your breathing sends my walls into attack as I feel the cool breeze on my chest.

Your precious treasures are like no other kind.

Full of length and width I embrace your riches with all my might…

A queen next to her king I understand your past.

The struggle you overcame to become the great one that you are.

I salute you and respect you.

The perfection of a human being lies deep inside of you….

Stand proud and stand tall…

You are a black man….

By: Veronica A. Kemp
(Honoring Strong Black Men)