Posted under: Other

Every time I see the word “carports” I think about the time KM decided to cancel our date because the rain had destroyed his carport and he needed to take that time to fix said carport. Was I peeved that he did that? Yes. But did I give him a second chance? Yes. But then I realized that I shouldn’t have bothered to give him said second chance.

Posted under: Shoutbox

I don’t want to deal with any types of insurance, whether it be health insurance, life insurance, car insurance, or home insurance. I feel as if this while insurance business is all a bunch of way to make money. I currently pay for insurance for my phone in the event that it be stolen or broken, but I’ve yet to collect on said insurance and even after that, I still have to pay for replace the phone!

Posted under: Other

I’m having a pretty shitty day. I need to get some money in order to pay off all my bills and I can’t get any. I can’t buy anything like a new printer or food. I can’t ask my parents because they’re already doing so much for me and I can’t bear to ask for more. I don’t really feel like doing anything today, but I’ve still got work to go to and there’s a social event afterward.

I want to cry, but I’m refraining for my own sanity.

Posted under: Current Songs

*Note: It’s of bad quality because of bandwidth and so you won’t feel so tempted to steal it.

I hope I don’t make the next one feel like this. Other than that, this is a wonderfully sung ballad.

Do I remind you of the pain
That he put you through, girl
Is that the reason I’m to blame
Before I do it
Is it because he treated you badly
I always stand accused
Protecting yourself from somebody else
I’m not who’s hurting you, girl

And it’s killing me, girl, knowing you compare me to him
Always guilty before the sin
I can’t win, I can’t win, no
I’ll do anything to prove I love you
Baby girl but I refuse to
Pay for something I didn’t do
I love you, girl
But I refuse to stay
Paying for his mistakes

He left a scar across your heart
I understand, girl
Don’t let his wrongs tear us apart
‘Cause girl I’m your man

Just because he did
You swear I’m cheating
You think I just don’t care
Why must I do time
For another man’s crime
Girl, you know that ain’t fair

And it’s killing me girl knowing you compare me to him
Always guilty before the sin
I can’t win, no, I can’t win
I’ll do anything to prove I love you
Baby girl but I refuse to
Pay for something I didn’t do
I love you, girl
But I refuse to stay
Paying for his mistakes

I know he did you wrong
But tell me what does that have to do with me
Trying to show you something real
Figure out what is going on
Before you look up and I’ll be gone

I’ll do anything to prove I love you
Baby girl but I refuse
To pay for something I didn’t do, girl
I love you, and I love you, I love you

I’ll do anything to prove I love you
Baby girl but I refuse
To pay for something I didn’t do, no
I love you, girl
But I refuse to stay
Paying for his mistakes

Tags: Here I Stand, His Mistakes, Usher

Posted under: Other

Over the years, I’ve seen photos and picture frames be given as gifts for birthdays and/or Christmas. Hell, I’ve given photos and pictures as gifts before as well. I remember for one Christmas, I took an old photo of my father and I. It was a picture of me on his lap, holding onto a picture of us. In the picture, I’m also sitting on his lap. So basically, the photo was a photo of me and him in the same position, but different setting than the original photo.

And where is this picture frame now? Who knows.