30 Minutes til Boarding...

I really just want a cigarette... however... that will be a thirty minute mission in itself. To go back through security... please. Not again.. so instead... I'm just going to wait. I will try to think of everything BUT a cigarette...


Starting now...


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ok... so this isn't working very well. I need a movie or something. I love that this airport has wireless Internet though! Go JetBlue!!! Yeah!!! Anyway, it's really sad that I have to go home. I love this state. It's quite possibly the greatest state there is. I mean, ok Cali has stuff... but our Governor is an actor... a FOREIGN actor. That should say a LOT about Cali. A whole lot. Very superficial... whatever.

I had a good time. I didn't get to see ANYBODY I PLANNED ON SEEING though...

No Esso, Vil, B/A, Black, Nate... none of them... lol

However, I did get to see my girl Sheree and DJ H2 AND the lovely Ms. Krys Ivory (@krysivory). Whatever... there's always a next time. I still have business out here. I think I might want to seriously get a place out here too. I'm gonna have to go home and really get my money up. For real...

OH!!! Guess what nonsense I'm doing on Monday... lol...

I'm definitely getting a weave. Why? Cause when you look good, you get more... that's number one... (& in order to look good my hair must be done but I'm going on strike... I DO NOT feel like doing it everyday for a while. Plus I just cut it so it's going through this "I want to grow back so I'm gonna be all gross and disgusting for a few weeks..." So it's just a good idea to braid it up and let it do it's thing in a cocoon. Dig? Also... I need to cancel this gut before it becomes one... did that make sense? What I mean is, I'm about to start sweating this fat off... Do black girls with fresh presses like to sweat? Duh... NO! However.... I can sweat a weave out all I want... I just wash it and it's curly again... but if I was to wash my own hair everyday it'll start falling out again... I O.D. on conditioner and if you didn't know... too much of that causes your hair to grow weak and it begins to break off and become even more damaged than it was. (Just a little hair tip FYI.)


OMG!!!!!! AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHH....

What happened to the good days??? When we didn't know that 2nd hand smoke killed... when you could still smoke in bars, diners and ON PLANES!!!!! Remember when planes had ash trays??? (I'm way too young to remember things like that... the planes I was flyin on musta been dumb old at the time cause that no smoking law was already in effect... lol.


OK... 20 minutes to go. SMH... this is bad... real bad...


Oh! Can we talk about what the disgusting display of disgustingness that's taken place on CNN recently... (I think it was CNN)

Uggghhh... WTF.... Did I mention I'm disgusted. Don't get me wrong... we ALL know I got issues... however... Why would YOU pick right now to come out and talk about that boy? That's ridiculous! Let it go... Funny how people say I ended my ex's career but this woman and whoever's putting her up to it (*clears throat*) are assholes. Let the boy eat. How you gonna be mad at him now? Still? You dated him!!! I'm not mad that I dated a funny bunny... that was just MY BAD. I learned from it and keep it pushing... and as long as he continues to leave me alone... we got no problems... I'm not gon' wait til he gets ready to (attempt to) drop an album to be like, "Oh my goodness! I'm so embarrassed that I fell in love with him!" STFU.... SMH... LEAVE HIM ALONE!!! (OMG I feel like that funny bunny ass cross dresser who was screaming about leavin Britney alone with snot all in his nose. Can't lie though... his hair was fly... damn... now I'm really disgusted...) ANYWAY...


Long story short... I don't HATE the girl... I just dislike her. Extremely dislike her. For several reasons beyond the average human's understanding... but mostly because I GET TIRED OF PEOPLE ASKING ME WHAT MY F*N NAME IS... I SAY BRIANA AND THESE F*N IDIOTS SAY "OH! RIHANNA... THAT'S PRETTY..." MY MUTHER F***** NAME IS BRIANA... SAY IT!!!!!!!

*deep breaths*


I really need that cigarette.




SIDE NOTE:


Isn't he cute???? lol.

New York, NY *tears up*

So I'm packing up to leave NY. This is always the saddest part of my New York trips. Leaving.


I love this place. I think it's the greatest place on earth. THE GREATEST. The food is the best, the people are the greatest (only cause they ALL have attitudes) and it never stops moving. I don't like quiet. I don't like things being closed when I need them at 3am. Most of all... as much as I love my car... I would love to have the OPTION to hop on a train, hop on a bus, or hop in a cab WHENEVER!


Someone who drinks as much as I do NEEDS that option.


Anyway, I learned a valuable lesson however: I DO NOT NEED TO LEAVE HOME TO GET WORK DONE!!! But i do need to leave to have fun apparently. (And to get fly... the clothes out here are ridiculous!!!! But we all know that NY is fly.)

UpDATE...

Just realized I haven't blogged much in the last few days so let me catch you up...

I'm in Harlem right now trynna get it in. In the studio.. waiting on check in at my hotel. For real.

Imma meet my girl Krys Ivory tomorrow for lunch... Pray for her tonight. She's performing at a sold out show at Nokia with Ryan Leslie tonight. I am so very proud of her right now.

So yeah... I'll keep you posted on the details of my trip. So far, I landed at 6:30am est. and I passed out in the studio for like 3 hours. Now I'm trynna thug it out til I can get into this hotel room. Pray that I get it soon. ASAP!

Edo G and Masta Ace... "Little Young"

Nice...

Happy Birthday Darryl

I don't think read my blog but... I'm probably going to forget to call you... so I'm telling you here anyway...


You appreciate it.

One Tear for the Gunman...

So I went to the east side on Halloween (stupid... maybe. But I do a lot of stupid things...) I was taking that lovely dinner I made to a friend of mine cause he said he wants dinner for his bday (which is Nov. 28th but I'll forget so I figured I could just do it early... like paying the rent ahead of time... LMAO)

Anyway... I pull up. I'm confused. There's like 3 parties on the block in this industrial area. I end up paying 15$ to get into the wrong one. When I ask dude for half my money back he tells me there's nothing he can do. I look down and there's a box of cash... I wanted to stab him in the neck with my fork... but I didn't because i love my fork, and right then the police pulled up flashing lights to break up a fight because THAT'S WHAT BLACK PEOPLE DO APPARENTLY! We get together, get drunk and fight each other or have sex in public. SMH... man... Oh yeah... and like, stabbing him would have been wrong... but w/e...

So I head over to the right party. My boy's waiting at the door. I'm pulling up... trying to park and there's this loud mouth female in my way. She's cursing and screaming and yelling at the door ppl from the middle of the street. I'm already upset cause I had plans to be in bed editing photos, watching a movie, then reading til I fell asleep on a full stomach in my pajamas...

So... one of the boys at the door jumps into the street cursing at her so I yell out my window (like a dumb ass) Move! (as I drive towards them...) I will hit u! Boy looks scared... girl sneers just like a doggy... and I gracefully pulla round them bangin Nipsey Hussle's CEO hella loud! I park like an asshole somewhere illegal... oh but the dinner was gone by this point. I forgot to add that I threw it at some 50 something year old biker who kept calling me baby. I kept tellin him I have a Daddy you dusty old bag... and he's younger than you.

Anyway... as I walk up to the door everyone starts running in every direction... you know what that means. Someone's bout to get shot. I don't know why but whenever they start shooting I stand still. All my boys gets mad at me for it but I refuse to run blindly. I wanna know where they coming from! So i turn around and just as I do so the gun comes at me. I was so f*n mad!!!!!! It was like a reflex but I just started screaming at him like a gave birth to him. I begged him to do something with his life and then I shed one tear cause for some reason the whole situation really pained me. Like real pain. Not that oww I stabbed myself pain... but that oh God! My heart! Baby, NO!!! Why??? Why???? You don't even have a reason! What are you doing??? Thinking about it makes my eyes water.

You should have seen the look he gave me. lol. I can't describe it. He looked like he wanted to say something rude but couldn't. He just kept running. Then like a crazed crack head... I started walking after all the boys involved begging them to do something with their lives as well. I've never felt so old, so invisible, so... so afraid for the young people of today. It sucked. I felt kinda like I was in this video by Incubus. Just screaming upon deaf ears.

This image perfectly displays how I felt... they all just kept running around me while I stood there begging them to be about something. Stop being stereotypes.

AND TO ALL THE CREATURES giving me hell about my choice to NOT have my baby... That is why. Because I can't give my baby to strangers so that 18 years later she can knock on my door and ask me why I didn't love her, and I couldn't keep her so that 18 years later I could be a grandmother, or be attending her funeral because I had to raise her in this hell by MYSELF. There are plenty of people who have done it successfully but who knows me better than me? STFU... sit on it and rotate. My baby is better off in Heaven. Plus, I know how angry I am and I know my father... how do you think my daughter would feel without hers?

So I Was Thinkin About My Life...

I was driving to the grocery store last night to do some shopping for dinner... (Which was: Shrimp scampi with basil and roma tomatoes, roasted red potatoes with green onions, steamed broccoli, and garlic cheese bread... all from scratch... I'm good.)
On my way to the store a random thought crossed my mind: How did I get like this?
"Like this" meaning: Why am I so "HARD"... (supposedly... or "gangsta" as my roommates say). I'm a very nice person. I always have been. However, the nicer people are on a daily, the harder they flip out when you cross them.

So I was reflecting, trying to figure out when the transition occurred. When I went from that sweet little tap dancing, painting, singing, poetic, "SAVE THE WORLD" little girl who wrote a letter to Clinton while he was in office asking for funding to plant more trees... to me now. I fire on grown men anticipating retaliation, I may or may not carry tools from time to time (lol), and I'm just angry a lot of the time. I'm cool when people leave me in my own world but as soon as they start messing with the order in my bubble I snap. And I'm always trynna scheme and hustle...

Then, it came to me. I'm middle class. Always have been... well until I was on my own. So, to me, that means I'm like an angry trailer park white kid. For real.

See, my mom was a single mom and we just barely made it to the middle class mark back when I was 12 cause she found a slightly better job. However, she still didn't make squat. SO.... that meant I couldn't get free lunch in school, and I had no damn lunch money... ever. I had no allowance, mom gave me money like a total of 8 times... seriously... I never made it to any of the school field trips, any dope events that cost more than 10$, rarely went to the movies or hung out with other kids cause my mom was like a weirdo nun who cursed a lot and popped antihistamines... we lived in a super lame area (Moreno Valley) where there was absolutely NOTHING to do if you weren't into sports, drugs or lighting things on fire. We couldn't afford the sports, or acting classes so I took to lighting things on fire first, then drugs cause they became free once I started getting "cute".

Doing drugs opened me up to "a whole new world" that was less fantastical than Disney but more perverted. So... I got angrier. And angrier and sadder and sadder watching all my peers die and or slip into the irreversible zombie state tweekers often smoke/snort themselves into. (FYI a tweeker is a methamphetamine addict who lives on the street... often by choice.) My tweeker ways are still apparent. Like, when I find out you stole from me and I show up at your house to collect... by myself like I'm the Hulk. Or how I refuse to leave until I get what I want or get beat like I;m the one who stole something... (which hasn't happened since 2004... let's keep it that way cause these days I'm so angry I forget to pray. I just might shoot you... with my camera of course... ...) Moving on: I black out. I just see red and I black. I don't care how big, how strong, how smart... none of that. Just give me what I want.

Where am I going with this?

Wait...

*distracted*

I lost my train of thought. Completely...

I'm irritated now... my roommate doesn't understand that IF YOU RINSE THE FUCKING DISHES AFTER YOU USE THEM, THERE'LL BE LESS WORK LOADING THE FUCKING DISHWASHER!!!!!! STOP LEAVING FOOD IN THE FUCKING SINK!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH.


*deep breath*


I'm... I'm gonna go meditate on a cigarette before I choke slam this little girl. Dammit... I thought I was making progress... but No. NO!


People... just rinse the dishes after you use them. It's not hard. IT'S NOT FUCKING HARD!!!!!!!


I think I'm going to lose it soon... seriously. I need help.

Versis

My apologies... you know I stay tardy:



"My name's Versis. I'm an emcee representing Los Angeles by way of Pasadena. I graduated from high school class of '09, & during my Senior year, I put together an 8 track EP entitled 'Synergy' (http://versis.bandcamp.com/) with one of my best friends, Lucid. Attached is my latest release since the EP: "All In" As the title suggests, the song carries a poker theme throughout. This life's a gamble, you can either play your hand, or you can fold...right where you stand."

DOWNLOAD link for track: [http://usershare.net/9pbx2r7vogwg]

SITES:

http://www.versismusic.com/

http://www.twitter.com/thisisversis/

http://www.myspace.com/therealversis/

My Dreams Last Night...

So Dream #2: I dreamt that I was driving alone on a dark night... it had probably just rained. That's what it looked like. I was cruising with no music on the freeway (which is dangerous... that's how I got into my accident. I have to listen to music or I think too hard about what's going on in my life and I can't focus on the road). So I get onto an interchange... you know like a curved over pass... and my car just out of nowhere decides it wants to fishtail. I was the only driver on the road... btw... so normally, in real life when my car fish tails... (should it) I'm kinda experienced in what to do. However, in this dream I felt like because I was on such a small curved road suspended in the air, it would be a bad idea to fight the fishtail... I remember telling myself I was going over the side wall... and just as I said it... I hit the wall. I was scared as hell but I immediately calmed down and said "Jesus please don't let me die..." over and over again through out the entire fall. I swear to you it was the LONGEST freakin' fall ever! I just remember falling forever in my car with the car still upright but spinning in slow circles. I finally landed... perfectly parked in a parking space that just so happened to be empty cause there were cars on either side of me. My car wasn't too mangled... I think the tires might have been busted but only the right side's windows were busted out. It was a very lucid dreams, as MY dreams like this usually are... but yeah. Then some guy comes running out of the liquor store I fell in front of and says something like "U survived!" all overly excited. WTH?

So dream #1... (I told you the stories backward cause this one's funnier...) I def had a dream I was at my dad's old apartment in Park La Brea but my grandparents lived there for some reason instead of him, but I was in the only bathroom taking a crap when a fart woke me up. No more left over enchiladas before bed... Odd...

Obama Lifts the Travel Ban on HIV/AID Patients???

How about I didn't even know that was in effect. I guess it's been 22 years. Here read this and then we can share opinions:

"WASHINGTON — President Barack Obama said Friday the United States would end a two-decade travel ban on HIV-positive visitors from abroad, hailing the move as a step toward lifting the stigma of the disease.

"Twenty-two years ago, in a decision rooted in fear rather than fact, the United States instituted a travel ban on entry into the country for people living with HIV/AIDS," Obama said as he signed a bill reauthorizing funding for a federal program providing HIV-related health care.

"Now, we talk about reducing the stigma of this disease -- yet we've treated a visitor living with it as a threat.

"We lead the world when it comes to helping stem the AIDS pandemic -- yet we are one of only a dozen countries that still bar people with HIV from entering our own country," Obama said.

"If we want to be the global leader in combating HIV/AIDS, we need to act like it. And that's why on Monday, my administration will publish a final rule that eliminates the travel ban effective just after the New Year."
Obama said that ending the HIV/AIDS travel ban would help to remove the stigma associated with the disease which, in turn, would help to staunch the spread of HIV/AIDS.

"It will take an effort to end the stigma that has stopped people from getting tested, that has stopped people from facing their own illness and that has sped the spread of this disease for far too long," Obama said at the signing ceremony of the Ryan White HIV/AIDS Treatment Extension Act.
The bill which was first passed 19 years ago is named after a 13-year-old boy who contracted HIV during a blood transfusion.
Obama's predecessor, George W. Bush, signed legislation last year which removed HIV from a list of diseases "of public health significance" that effectively barred any person infected with the virus that causes AIDS from entering the United States.
But the law was not implemented by the US Department of Health and Human Services, which regulates US immigration authorities in some instances.

The ban on HIV-positive foreigners entering the United States had been in place since 1987 -- three years before Ryan White died and the law that now bears his name was first passed.
Copyright © 2009 AFP. All rights reserved.
SOURCE

Ok, this is just MY OPINION...

He says we treated the HIV positive visitor like a "threat"... I believe they could be a threat. I mean c'mon now. I understand what he's trying to do but I don't know that I like it just yet. I can't see people just openly admitting they have the disease just because this country suddenly says "Hey, Come on over! We don't care that you're infected!" Maybe I've just dealt with ALL THE WRONG people in my life, but I KNOW people infected who are already citizens of this country and they sleep with people all the time without admitting they are infected. I just don't trust people anymore! Seriously. Let us all pray that this doesn't open a flood gate. Seriously. Are start a new epidemic. We all already know that black people are the first to go. In scary movies, in robberies, in damn near everything. And our women, excuse me, black women seem to be the most effected by this disease... like cycle cell dammit. So... let us just pray. In Jesus name. Seriously.


I know I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed, but may very well be the most skeptical. And I may not be the best Christian but I believe prayer works. So let us...

I want to hear how you all feel about this issue.

BTW... I do not intent or ever want people infected to feel like outcasts... I'd rather them be open about it. It's f*ed up all the way around but I don't think I want to lift the ban yet. There are other issues that we should be working on. Like, where my acres and my mule? I need a mule. i can do big things with a mule!

Def Sound @ Zanzibar Wed Night... I'm BACK.

Def Sound @ Zanzibar Cont.

Last Night @ Zanzibar: Def Sound

Love me some J. Cole...

DOWNLOAD "Unabomber" HERE

"I rocked my girl to sleep in missionary position..." LMAO...


I really dig this kid. Drake better step his game up!

ALSO... More Nipsey...

I was hurt earlier when I saw a comment that said something like "I don't know who he is but I like this song"... or something... Idk... My memory fails from time to time... point is:

YOU NEED TO KNOW NIPSEY!!!!


So... here.

Read up on him on MTV's b.s. site real quick: HERE
See that he is a very intelligent man. (He's sexy too... wit his extra tall ass)

Then DOWNLOAD BULLETS AIN'T GOT NO NAME VOL. 1 HERE ...a classic.


IDK if I'm feeling Vol. 2... so we jump to a better number...

and... VOL. 3 HERE

Oh... and this... HERE


NIPSEY HU$$LE BLOG


Now there you go. Go spread the word. Cali ain't all bad.

Ryan Leslie Review...

OMG!

I love him. He is amazing. Why is he not Kanye big yet? PEOPLE! PLEASE START APPRECIATING TALENT AND GENIUS... you're all so easily entertained by homosexuals and insecure people with shiny accessories. (Not to say that R. Les isn't these things... I don't know him... he could be, but I doubt it. Highly doubt it. In fact... no. Denied.) Squirrels... that's what people remind me of- No! Slightly stupid squirrels...

Anyway...

My fault... taking the shine of Ryan...
He's phenomenal. It's a rarity these days to come across an album you can listen to straight through. It's even more rare that an artist can do it twice in a row. He's done it. And... he always keeps me wanting more. So to him I say Thank You for being himself. We need more of it. I would let ya'll download the album... but this album should be purchased. Seriously. I bought the last one too... and if you know me, you know I don't like to pay for sh** but gas, food, and cigarettes... u know: the essentials.

In other news... Joss Stone disappointed me with her album... and Amerie made me want to set hers on fire... there were a few good records... but I can't remember them which is a terrible sign... and Snoop's annoyed me. It's like the same old sh**. Retire already! We got Nipsey now and as skinny as ya'll are there's only room for one tall lanky gang banger reppin Southern California and this gang bang life style. Plus... you're freakin' old! And I don't like Long Beach too much. It's not my cup of tea. I LOVE me some South Central tho.

Who else...???

Guess that's it for now. Yep...

Nipsey... 10.26.09 (Sorry I'm Late - I was hung over...)

I absolutely LOVE this man. Seriously. He's probably the ONLY KNOWN West Coast Artist that I truly respect right now who represents LA. Seriously.
Granted... I've been trying to get a photo shoot with him for the LONGEST and he always ignores me when he sees me... lol. He's still dope as shit... If you don't know about him... you need to find out...


And he's just a G. Loved watching him sip his Henney like a G. Took me back to my days... lol... I miss them days... anyway... here's my crappy 45 second phone footage. Give me props though. I was off Vodka and Tequila. U know me. STUPID DRUNK!!!! Pushing groupies out the way cause they hatin.



Side note... anytime someone wants to donate a video camera... I'll take it. Lol.

Hmmm... What to blog about... ??????

Again. I have little to say.

I have been busy.

I had an episode last night tho. I left the club with a friend of a friend because I didn't want to take a cab. Some how I passed out... which I NEVER DO around strangers. Then I woke up wondering where my shorts and shoes were and y my purse had been searched. All good. If I go to jail for arson... you now know why.


Anyway... I love how light hearted I am right now. I was definitely mad when I realized I had been taken advantage of... but this ain't the first time... so whatever. It's probably karma for something I did in the past. Low key... I wanna know how and why I just blacked out like that. And why my shorts weren't on. It's that time of the month though so someone felt like an asshole I'm sure. That's how I know it didn't go very far. But still...


It's totally ok. I'm just gonna burn his house down. Or the car. I always wanted to light a car on fire so I can watch it go bang. Yeah... the car. Let us hope it's close enough to burn the house down when it blows.


Night.


Oh yeah!!!! And I'm still being harassed and hated on the internet. People are stupid. They don't realize that no matter what you say about me, or to me, I'm still getting attention. Losers.... ROTFL.

To Creation of my Destruction

You 21? U shoulda came to Ecco tonight. On Cahuenga and Hollywood. Monday nights pops. And uh... Yeah. Get to know someone in the industry I guess. I just know a lot of people out here so I always get invites to stuff. I only go to the ones where I know the crowd though. I don't like people some days. Yet I'm really social. Or at least really verbal. That's why people talk to me I guess.
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Chymere & PoolBoy

Oh great now I'm promoting her. Lol. Nah... Truth be told. I couldn't stand her from jump. My name is Briana but ppl think it's Rhianna when we first meet. It's annoying!!! Plus I agree wit u girl! Men don't just do that for no reason. I don't know Chris but we met more than once and while he may be a lot of things... A random woman beater ain't one that I can tell. But that's they personal business. I have my theories...

Lol.
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One More...

Ok... so

"Let he who is without sin cast the first stone" right?

Aight as I was saying... lot's of people aren't doin right... so everyone pointing fingers at this Robin chick saying she worships the devil and what not... STFU... if she does what difference does it make to you? Does she run your town? LMAO!!!!!!!!!!

I mean seriously. You ain't right either.. you're just not. No one is perfect so... shut up! I think people are just upset because she found the right way to be wrong.

I'm upset cause she looks like a bird and people keep sayin it's fly! NO SHIT!!!! IT'S A F****** BIRD!!!!

Side Note:::

I think it's sad... and kinda funny that everyone's saying this girl worships the devil. I hope not. For her sake... it's hard to believe that she just WORSHIPS the devil.. now to say that she's Godless... that might be so... DAMN NEAR EVERYONE IS! So... now what?


And just look at who she runs with:
The main man I'm thinking of would rather make money than love. Think about that.

God is Love.


Love is of God.


1 John 4:7-8


(that's tatted on my left arm... because I sin too...)

Can I Just Go In... just a lil bit?

Rhianna... or Robin... excuse me...

Dear Robin,
I dislike you. I don't care whether you care or not. I just want you to know that I dislike you. I hope the live you live is worth more than what you sold to get it. Truthfully. You're like the evil twin.---- OH!!!! OMG!!! I was at the club last night... or dreaming... one of the two... but I definitely saw a female who looked exactly like you!!!! Same big ass forehead and everything... only it was the you before you went all dark on the world. Back when you had the bohemian glow... ya know. It was sad. It was like looking at the ghost of Christmas' past. Anyway... I just wanted to tell you I can't stand you. That song Russian Roulette sucks... you and Ne-yo should be disappointed... I honestly don't see what you have to complain about but then again I don't know everything. Maybe your life sucks. Maybe you have some f*ed up disease you can't get rid of, maybe you're dying, maybe you lost your kids in a fire... idk... but any which way, none of it affects my affinity for you. It will remain non existent until you remember who you are. Side note: I really do hate your hair a lot of the time. It looks like bird feathers. Are you a bird?


This industry is so f*n gay. I promise. Girls sleep with boys who have diseases but continue to have wild orgies in big mansions in the Hollywood Hills. I'm not stupid... I always leave right on time...

Ya'll make the world suck just that much more. I do my fair share what with my smoking and what not... and my negativity... but I'm working on it. Some people appear to be getting worse. Maybe you get worse before you get better???

Whoa... so I let the homegirl cut and press my hair last night... I can't stop touching it. It's so f*n soft and flow-e. (I guess flowy isn't a word... lol... ) I would show you... but I'm still stuck on this Robin chick... it all started when she sent that boy to jail... she shouldn't have done it. Now we're at war... she just doesn't know it yet...

Cold game cause I don't care for him either but at least he's cute...

I obviously have NOTHING that I care to discuss right now... sorry...

Pray that I get this money so I can leave HOLLYBALLS! PLEASE!!!

Playlist for the Day...

OMG what an accidental DISCOVERY!!!! Alain Clark just Blew Me AWAY!!

Ok seriously... this MIGHT be the last one...

I just want you to get to know him. I'm praying that he's around for many MANY MANY moons to come...

Ladies... tell me he isn't a QT

Ok... I'm done...

Hi-Larious

Random

I want to be wherever you are,
All the time, anytime,
In the back ground until I
Can shine... they way you need me to...

"Sunstar" Jesse Boykins

We gon make this a Jesse day...

I'm sorry... I feel I must break this down for people...

but..

Someone told me the other day that they "Loved" the way I kept the lyrics "simple" in my song "Two Tattoos"... so check it:

I said:
"I'll give you LOVE."
Love is the greatest thing you can give someone. Love is of God... remember that.
"I CAN give you life"
Meaning: should we love each other and want to take it somewhere... I am a woman... I can bear your seed, I will nurture it... your seed is a little piece of YOU...
"I'll give you ANYTHING all the time... I'll give you me, I can give you us"
Meaning: I'd marry you.
"I'll give you EVERYTHING, baby trust."

"I'll give you all of me, and anything you need... and if you want a dream, I'll be your FANTASY"
Meaning: Oh! You like that over there... well I can do that. I can do ANYTHING and EVERYTHING. Just tell me what you need.
"You can call me baby"
Like, it's cool... you can call me anytime.
"Call me Baby"
Like, you can call me your Baby.
"No matter what... I give you love"


2nd verse...
"I can make you _______ soon as you get out of bed."
Use your imagination... originally when I wrote it, it was meant to say breakfast but as we recorded I realized I can do more than that in the AM so... it's whatever.
"You'll get that 'good lovin' before you're even dressed.
You can have it all from the morning till the night,
Or you can give it to me til the night turns to day light..."

Yeah... it's simple... but not as simple as I think people think it is...

The song is like a love letter to someone...

And I kept the title two tattoos because when I finally marry someone I love, WHO LOVES ME... there'll be two tattoos on the ring finger.


Now go to bed.

More JB3...

Jesse Boykins III - Itis "Live" from Jesse Boykins III on Vimeo.

I'm addicted... and I need you to be too. I wanna know why the talented people are always slept on... but the blank and blanks "Run this town"... hmmm...

Check his website out too... real funny cat... cool peoples.

JesseBoykinsIII.com