The Basics: Ashley (duh). 20. Full time worker. Full time student. Full time mom. No time for bullshit. As soon as there's something I can say that I'll feel is an accurate description, you'll be the first to know. Describing yourself on a blog full of your thoughts seems a little pointless, though. You'll figure it out.
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morejaylesswar replied to your post: Damn Angie and her Spanish lesson.
I WANT TACOS NOW! NO MORE CHIPS AND DIPS… Never wanted chops, either. I NEED TACOS. WHERE IS A GOOD TACO PLACE THAT IS NOT NAMED TACO BELL!?
MY NIGGA I’M GOOGLING MEXICAN DELIVERY PLACES RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!! WHEN I FIND EM I’LL TAKE A PICTURE AND YOU CAN LIVE VICARIOUSLY THROUGH ME. Also, don’t deny your love for the chops, Jay.
PS: WHY ARE WE YELLING?
And now she’s asleep. So I can’t wake her up and put her in the car so I can go get some burritos ‘cause that’d be heartless.
Ai, dios mio.
(this post is brought to you by Wednesday [Miercoles] and the color yellow [amarillo])
So I’m feeding Angie, and I realize my moms bedroom door is open. My mom never leaves her bedroom door open. Let’s out all her heat. Y’all know how moms are. So I put Angie in her activity station and went to go see bout possible intruders in my house.
This was my weapon of choice lol.
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“Losers (DEMO TRACK)” - Jay Adams
I usually record all of my music on my phone before I really record it. This is a time for me to gage the feel of the record and see what I should I change about the lyrics or the flow. I am my own focus group. I don’t have people that I can call up and rap my songs to get feedback on. I have to do this for myself. It’s really hard understanding what’s hot and what’s not when it’s your music. That’s like feeling like your baby is ugly, you know? I try to remain really objective. However, think this record will be phenomenal! I haven’t felt this way about a song in a long while.
Here are the lyrics if you want to follow along:
I’m a world class nigga with world class ambitions
Far past beginning
I’m in a position to bring the life that we living to an all time high
If you hating you’re forgiven
Born to be a loser, winnings so elusive
Got a kiss from last place and left my soul on her two lips
I give her tulips, but she be starving for that new shit
So clueless, the rouge lips keep me feeling so useless
So we can dance for a life time
Heart racing from behind, capture the finish through a Nikon
Second place is the first loser
Nobody celebrates and damned sure don’t toast to us
Though in lieu of, I can tell she proud of me
Don’t hold it down for me, she hold me down, dummy
So this the life I’m supposed to have
Only losers stick in situations that they know is bad
Such a fatal attraction
I can’t imagine how it would be if she wasn’t such a distraction
My momma say I should leave her
So either I’m really stupid, or I really can’t believe her
You ain’t doing shit either, don’t call me a loser
Wait that’s just my nerves talking, see I don’t do this shit often
It’s rather awesome that her involvement keeps me out of coffins
Don’t wanna be Macaulay Culkin home alone when she’s calling, damn
See I don’t wanna be a loser nigga
Would tell you to walk in mine, but I don’t have a shoe to give ya
So I drown myself in the elixir of a cheap ass wine
With my loser bitch, I don’t care she’s mine
She may like what I do
And may not send me random texts like baby I love you
But that’s my loser bitch
You don’t understand out love ‘cause you ain’t used to it
We got a weird romance, we making use of it
So don’t you dare try to put us across the crucifix
Cause we immune to it
Maybe not she said she hate me, so I cruise through it
And make music for people for like me to lose to it
Could of been with a winning woman if i stayed in school
But I never paid attention, so I’m destined to lose
Fuck it, I swear this life is such a demonstration
When they ask me what I’m doing, I just change the conversation
See if it’s only for the moment
I don’t see the point I trying to fight against all of these opponents
Well, I’m a loser and maybe because I choose ta
Be somebody who indulges in seclusion
I lack movement, no fundamental instruction
Walk around with my shoulders sunken
Head low, embarrassed of myself
The enemy but I never ask for help
deveninanewdress replied to your photo: Reason #1 I’m excited to move to Texas: The…
a) TEXAS???, b) lol you know it gets cold here too, right?
a) Yes. Houston.
b) Yes. But Oregon sees temps above 70 five weeks out of the year. FIVE FUCKING WEEKS. Jesus built me for better than this. That’s all I’m saying.
Reason #1 I’m excited to move to Texas:
The weather here in the Pacific Northwest is severely limiting my fashion options.
Do you know how quickly I’d put that skirt on if it wasn’t always 30 degrees here?
(I’m also in love with that bag, but that’s neither here nor there)
Birthday present?
i don’t want to get denied a job or an opportunity just for being female.
but with equality…comes a leveling of the playing field. and frankly, i kinda like it where it’s at.
sure, i belong to the “fairer” sex, thought to be weaker, even less intelligent than males.
but if i cry or pull my shirt down low enough, i can get a whole hell of a lot more free shit than i could if i didn’t (shout outs to free guacamole at chipotle from the white guy just for smiling and bending over a little). while it hasn’t gotten me out of a speeding ticket yet…i still hold out hope.
and people want to get rid of that?
a natural advantage, one that you could even use prove feminine superiority, in and of that the majority of women are not moved at the sight of either genitalia nor secondary sexual characteristics?
ah nah. that’s not wise.
men would get up in arms. “we’re equal now! i don’t have to do nice shit for you just ‘cause you’re a woman! fuck valentine’s day, fuck your period, fuck e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g!”
and then what?
broads across the country will be shit out of luck. entire industries will collapse (“fuck i’ma buy you a diamond engagement ring for? where’s mines at?”). the economy will go belly up.
i’m telling you. things now equality-wise might be shitty, but some of that shit is shitty in the xx chromosome’s favor.
She’s preaching, though. Women were born with an advantage, and they don’t realize that the term “the fairer sex” is the price we pay for that advantage.
And realize, saying we’re weaker ‘cause we’re women is coming from the same idiots who came up with the logic that black people are inferior because they’re black, that being gay is dangerous because it could possibly teach other people it’s okay to be themselves, and that poor people are poor because they’re lazy (Read: Straight, middle to upper class white men). These people don’t have a good track record.
And here you go, giving up God given rights (&shit) ‘cause an idiot called you a name.
Because that’s all it is now. Back in the day, women’s rights were a big deal. We were discriminated against. It was major. Now? There’s laws in place to make sure that we’re treated fairly in the workplace. Our opinion means as much as men’s in polls and elections. Shit, you want to see leaps and bounds? Sarah Palin was really, seriously, actually almost the Vice President of the United States of America. Women don’t have shit left to be mad at, except jokes people tell, names people call them.
I thought we got over shit like that in grade school. It’s school yard bullying and you’re letting it run your entire life.
Angel Face is sick.
:(
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