lil’ interview.

If I were to interview myself there would be so many questions to ask….

hmm. top 3. why not?!

-Why do you long for something and once you get it, you start feeling uncertain?

-You often think a relationship, but are you really ready for that?

-During the happiest time of your life, why is something still missing?

honest answers. leggo.

-The thrill of the chase. I enjoy having to work at something until I conquer it. Once I get it, the uncertainty is whether or not I will continue to be thrilled. This goes for numerous situations, notably when dealing with members of the opposite sex or even going shopping. With men, I’d rather not know that I’ve got you- it makes me feel a certain way (strange, maybe) which is very difficult to explain. Shopping pisses me after browsing for so long and getting something to wear once and frown upon when I see it in the closet (not “NEW” anymore)

-I say yes. The game sure is a dirty one out here and building and growing with someone is very appealing.

-Because I have yet to fill it.

lmao. unfortunately I am difficult with myself which complicates things even more. But hey, as my pa says “This shit is not simple.” & there you have it

Something in the way you are -Kimbra…

I can feel it in my bones
Something that nobody knows
How it really feels inside
To let go of all my pride

Yes, its definitely something.

Settle Down -Kimbra

Been vibing out to her album lately… She’s incredible.

Jeans -Quadron

I’m into my own jeans…

Precisely how I’m feeling today. Happy Sunday

love.

with so many incredible meanings, I am convinced that love is all we need. the passion and desire for something that we go to extremes for. staying up countless nights pondering about what could be, how it could happen, and where it could go. how it creates those sensational butterflies even humongous smiles. no one can tell you how to do it or explain how it makes you feel-which makes it even more pure. I love hard. whether its my family, friends, or acts that i love to do.. I put forth a valiant effort that leaves no question as to whether or not Marisa loves it. Its embedded in my dna.

circumstances and situations sometimes make you wonder why you love and care about certain things or people. being thrown under the bus and ran over is not a new occurrence for me, it simply makes me stronger just as it should for you.

choices-we all make em. mistakes- we all make them as well. in the 10th grade my  english teacher had a quote on the front of her desk that I’ll follow everyday for the rest of my life, “The choices you make today determine the quality of your future.” I’ve made a lot of bad choices and bounce back. I will ultimately always choose to love. & love extremely hard.

That I do -Miguel @ SXSW… oh yes.

don’t be fooled.

after a long evening in New Orleans then heading back to Baton Rouge, I had convinced myself and decided that making a 6 am flight in New Orleans would be simple. not my life. after waking at 4:30 and realizing that my plane boarded in an hour, just about how long it’d take to get there, then pass through security and grab my ticket-it would be a very close call. To my surprise, the airport was lively with hundreds of people waiting to check luggage and then I stumbled into a beautiful, statuesque woman working at Delta. At 5:50 am, we met and greeted- I informed her of my situation and went into panic mode when she began to explain that I may indeed miss my flight. Needless to say by 6:05 I was whisked through security and comfortably on the plane waiting to depart.

God bless her. I never even knew or thought to ask for her name-but she certainly looked out for me. What a coincidence that its April 1st. I just knew the joke was on me

Sunday -Jarle Bernhoft.

She just had to leave and I’m not one to tell her how

to live her life with ghosts I don’t believe in…

Just what I/you need this evening.

“adorn”. miguel. #eargasm. quiet storm

cheating

it’s certainly been a while. this transitional phase in life has been one of many unexpected twists and turns. attempting to figure out what is real. finally understanding that patience is imperative-things definitely don’t happen when I want. growing up, mama always tried to convince me that when things are meant to happen they will. the desire to expedite the process has successfully given me a heavy handed slap in the face- one more powerful than mom ever could exert. can’t say she didn’t warn me.