hopefully this got it!!

Labels: okay make it be true now

dear moses

please let it work this time

thanks.

Labels: please make it no be true

..........

this is pissin me off.

this is just a test. the real entry by this same title isn't formatting the right way and im wondering if it's because i copied & pasted that entry instead of just putting it in here afresh. im gonna copy and paste somethin else to see if that's what's goin on.

Labels: SUX.

now you can argue with or praise me at will.

all two of you.

:/

IMA GET FRIENDS ONE DAY SOON, JUST WAIT!

this time i just wanna see how the hyperlinking is working, how the lables do, and something else that i forgot. o well!

Labels: test, unfortunate

don't believe the rumors, guys, i'm not made of all hatred and black licorice (who likes black licorice, anyway?). i'm soft. im delicate. i emote. i have concern for others.

something you'll learn about me very quickly is that i have a lot of concern for the queen of queens herself, ms. aretha franklin. the people around her clearly don't love her. most of all her stylist. more on that later, though. in the meantime, o no...

the Jolly Green Giant threw up all over ReRe :(

Labels: aretha franklin, o no, unfortunate

im 25, im a girl, im from kentucky, im livin in philly, im flyer than most, and im very likely one of the most sweetly sour people you'll ever want to meet. my problem is: im broke. perpetually. i aint poor, mind u, but im broker than mo'nique's futon after naptime. because of my anorexic pockets, it makes me so tremendously mad to see people ballin for no reason. like that one girl with the fake titties who cant act but gets gigs anyway because she got fake titties (take your pick here, folks), or that one broad who's only famous cause her mom/dad/sister/cousin/baby daddy is famous (again, reach in the hat, pull out a name, it'll probably fit). those lames are wipin their asses with my paycheck everymonth, and meantime, in the real world, my supremely talented (and humble) ass is peelin outta bed everyday at hours i don't believe in to work a 9 to 5. UNFAIR. YOU HEAR THAT, JESUS? UNFAIR!!

so, that resentment eventually bled into bitterness, which fermented and became some of the most delicious hate you'll ever want to swish around in your mouth and decide what to do with it. like really. im pretty top notch. im caustic, biting, sarcastic, and totally random & irrational, which makes this all the more dangerous. example, here is a list of things that i hate more than racism and genocide:

-squirrels.
-al roker.
-people who wear their sweaters tied around their shoulders.
-velour.
-the fat lady that sometimes rides the trolley with me in the mornings.
-SQUIRRELS.
-people who don't eat ham.
-envelopes.

i think i'd go to jail for the sole sake of causing harm to any of those above things.

now the great thing about me is that if u ever took me home to meet your nana, she'd fall in love with me, 5 minutes flat. i mean, look at this face:

would you ever guess that im trying to make you cry with my mind? its true.

so i guess long story short, this is just me talkin bout shit.
enjoy!

or gtfo! :)


-Brokey "get yo hand out my pocket" McPoverty