Love is ...

Love is a personal decision to act a certain way,

to become sincere when someone is hurt,

patient when things get hard,

kind when the other is not & giving when one is without.

Recognizing that holding a grudge and walking around mad

is an outward expression of anger,

and keeping a record of someone's wrong doing

is only later setting them up for judgment ...

Love is yet another example of walking by faith & not by sight.

Love rejoices in the truth.

Scared to Love

Most kids don’t know how to love properly, no not because they aren’t taught. You don’t have to teach someone how to love, it comes natural. What doesn’t come natural is showing someone and other people that you love them. How many of us can say they’ve seen their mom & dad kiss.? Hug.? Hold hands.? Give that look across the dinner table.? Kids now a days don’t know how to love because their parents are too scared to show them how.!!

is the grass that much greener.??

food for thought: a woman could be married to flava flav & denzel could walk by & she wouldnt double take … a man could be married to halle berry & whoppi goldburg could offer him some pussy & he’d risk losing halle for whoopi … (no pun intended)

i am who i am

so let me be just that

who i am.

so often i see people who are in relationships fighting to be heard, seen, or understood by their significant other ... or as i like to say "proving that they are who they are" if someone shows you who they are believe them the 1st time, not just if its bad believe them when they're good too. because if the good is consistent then TRUST ME when i say ... they are being who they are. so often we find ourselves faced with negative that when positive come our way instead of taking a sigh of relief and embracing it. we opt to be skeptical, weary, unsure, doubtful, conscious, and afraid.

so i dare you. try it. the next time someone shows you who they are. and its a positive. BELIEVE THEM. see the glass as half full. try something new. it just might be the break from reality you've been looking for ...

& the countdown begins ...

MySpace-Countdown-Clocks

Daddy's Little Girl

At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap.

When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him by never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house.

When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion. You thanked him by telling him he had no taste.

When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You thanked him by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deep he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the country.

When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him . You thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their children. And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on YOUR HEART.

Panties To The Side

The-Dream : Panties To The Side Trailer ... im not exactly sure how i feel about the visuals in this trailer but i do get it .. music that makes you feel good ... got'cha.!!

Sluts. Players. Gentlemen.

Have the confidence of a slut, the attitude of a player, and the personality of a gentlemen.

Sluts.

There’s one thing about being a true slut that people need to learn from them.

Usually they have the best confidence around.

They do what they want, and people are aware, and still do it.

They accepted who they are, and truly don’t give two shits about what other people say or think.

Have the confidence of a slut.

Players.

We all know that being a player, is viewed as a minus in our society,

but they maintain one trait that is needed to survive in life.

Their attitude.

They know what they’re doing, and at their best they control every situation they create.

If a bitch walks out on a player, the player will just say “on to the next one.”

That’s what people need to do, don’t let one thing hold you back, you should be on top of your shit.

Have the attitude of a player.

Gentlemen.

Women love gentlemen, because they simply know how to do everything right,

mainly all the little things that regular people have such a hard time doing for some reason.

They have manners, they treat people with respect, even if those people are strangers.

They’re polite, and they know how to tolerate people’s bullshit.

Every woman, and man should have the personality of a gentleman.

Just doing all of this will make you a generally good person.

Have the personality of a gentleman.

so again i say....

Have the confidence of a slut, the attitude of a player, and the personality of a gentlemen.

Without love ...

Ive come to notice that sometimes the hardest thing people EVER do in their whole life is love ... which is sad considering its the most easy & basic emotion and feeling that we can know, feel, express, see, or recognize. Deepak Chopra said, "love is considered the most basic emotion that human awareness can feel; therefore, it is the closest to the source of life." so wouldnt that mean without love you can not live.?? just a thought ...

Who Loves The Black Woman ...

Recently I have chosen to read Rajen Persaud's 'Why Black Men Love White Woman' ... & i must say it has not only been an interesting read, but it as provided me with an insight, understanding, and realization like no other. Upon finishing the Introduction and the 1st chapter, i proposed myself with a question. A question that was in the front of my head through out the 1st 30 pages ....

"Who loves the black woman.?"

And the only answer i can seem to come up with is NO ONE.! Now i know some of you are thinking "that's not true." and some of the male readers are saying "i love me some black women." But my question to you is

"Do you really.?"

i mean think about it since 1676 the black woman as been reguared simply as a piece of ass, that her master could violate not only her and her body without warning. But invade the homes of potential families, dishonor the black male and their role as "head of house hold", & pollute the minds of the children leaving everyone feeling violated, abused, and worthless. More so the woman than anyone else. In turn it has caused animosity between black women & white women, caused a desire in black men to want white women, not necessarily because he's attracted to her but because she hasn't been touch (raped), but it also has placed white men on a platform that exemplifies just exactly how they can get any and every thing they want, and we (everyone else) let them.

i will be providing more insight as i continue through this book ... i just wanted to give you something to think about ...