Dear God,

I am only what you made me, and I appreciate all that you gave me... but I dont know what I am doing anymore, like whats the reason I am doing it for ??

YOU ARE NOT COOL

Damn today is Ty’s wake “)

I’m really debating about whether I want to go or not.

Its like I want to go pay my respects and see him one last time, but then again I dont want to go and see all the sadness.

Dream car. My interior, black suede with a hint of white lining. I totally see myself hopping out of this in a black and white stripped shirt with a bandeau skirt with some wedges on. #NICEEEEEEE

Lost & Confused...
Nowhere to turn & Noone to turn to

Mason is so chunky, I love chunky babies.

Smh, I having a hard time coping with alot of things some minor some major. Tyrone's death is still unreal to me. Every morning I wake up and look at his Facebook page to see if he posted or not (part of me still feels like this is a sick joke). I look through his pictures and I do the same thing every night before I go to sleep. I just have so much to say to him. When I'm by myself I can hear his voice, hear conversations we had, I can hear his laugh, I can hear him yelling at me, hear him screaming my name. Guess his spirit is with me. <3 <3 <3

Then I'm a bit saddened with Muffin. I got things I need to say there, but I've refrained from doing so. I shouldn't, I know I shouldn't especially since I learned from Tyrones death that I should never hold grudges or refrain from saying things I need to persons I need to because I dont know if I'll see the again, but I just feel like its pointless to even attempt to say anything.

Then Pinky, I don't even know where to begin. Its funny because sometimes I forget we've been broken up since forever and expect more then I should because of how we are now. I always catch myself though. I just feel bad feel for him, really just need to sit and talk to him because he's pretending to be okay + we haven't had facetime since last week, I need it and I know he needs it too.

School stuff is kicking my ass. With that being said... I'm over it.

Right now in life, I need stability. I feel like I dont have that. Its not that I'm not satisfied... I want more, I crave it.

No disses, just straight kisses. *mwah mwah* I got love for everybody ♥

Pink Friday Popping.

RIP TYRONE <3
*mwahhhhhh*

Women are a bit more complicated.

God only knows how bad I want to delete him off my facebook. This feeling stems from me being so disappointed with his persona. Ugh -__-

American Apparel has added 12 new shades of nail lacquer...
Cocoa, Mannequin, Army Jacket, Port, MacArthur Park, Echo Park, African Violet, Make Up, Trench Coat, Raccoon, Rouge, Cameo Blue

Nicki I love you, but please don't embarrass yourself like that & sing in public again. Next time just let the back track play.

Lovvvvvvvve Her.

TYRONE BROUGHTON
July 25, 1990 - November 16, 2010.

My son Tyrone (RIP) && Keith . . . Love these two
Ima really miss you Ty, wish we would have made up, wish I would have treated you way better, wish we could have our one last laugh.. fuck that I wish you didnt have to go period... Here with Me & Keith is where you need to be, causing trouble & talking shit.

Today was a better day =]
No tears... Just smiles.
Memories with Ty keep me laughing to myself.

On another note, I'm thankful for people like Kema, Kandi, Quyyn, Trishy who gave me words of encouragement to help to feel better. Those are the type of things I value and that warm my heart. Love you guys for that.

Im happy Keith is doing better <3... I could only imagine what losing my best friend would be like.

Tyrone (RIP)? Who that dude born July 24, 1990. That bipolar ass dude who I was always going at it with. That dude who when Keith & I broke up was there trying to make me smile because he knew how heart broken I was. That dude who used to pick me up from work everyday when I worked in the mall. That dude who would drive me around when I was bored and needed fresh air. That dude that would make sure I was eating properly when I was going through shit and always bring me food. That dude who would jones on the phone with me when I was odee bored and talk shit. That dude who would crack jokes on people I hated just because he know it would make me laugh. That dude who wished I was his because he knew how special I was but knew I didnt feel the same way about him but was okay with just being my friend. That dude who would take me to the runs. That dude who was always looking out for me… Yeah I know him, hes my niggah and Im going to miss him dearly.

This has to be a joke. This is unreal. I refuse to believe this. I refuse. Nah son, just cant be real. cant cant cant cant =’(