Fuck This Punctuation Mark (.)

Patricia Marie Smith is coming to town. I can't stand that bitch. Just when I get myself all situated, here her punkass comes 'round the corner; coming to kill my life. With her water-retaining, stomach-cramping, acne-aggravating, crying over love songs and Disney movies brand of bullshit. I can't sleep, at this moment I could probably eat my weight in Godiva, and my face is an oil slick. Yeah. Fuck her for getting off on making me miserable. Geeeez, what'd I ever do to her??? Shhhh, bigass hormonal bully. Such a big bully that she forced me to write a bunch of haikus. See look...

Black Girls Don't Read So Good
You must want to be
white because you have a big
vocabulary.

Purebred
Yes I am a bitch.
Loyal as a dog and will
bite if you cross me.

Concentrate Hard While Coloring
Kids are most lovely
when they don't realize that
they are being watched.

Mary J. Blige
You would not know real
love if it ran up and socked
you in the damn face.

Brown Paper Bag Test
How dare I not be
light-skinned enough for you to
think me beautiful.

Miet Vai
You counted to me.
But my count was not enough
for you to count me.



What literary regurgitation have we here?!?!? Yeah. This is how Patricia decimates hope and destroys lives lol. Bleeeh, at least a long weekend is on deck :D, I'll have to slip Patricia a ruffie if I plan to have any fun though. It just so happens.... ::rattles pill bottle in the air::

United States of Olivia's Threat Level: Red

Red (Severe): Severe Risk of Terrorist Attacks




This heart is on indefinite lockdown. So tired. SO so tired. Me, as a person, I'm doing alright. But my heart as an entity, is thoroughly exhausted. I'm tucking this bad boy away in a safe place until the coast looks clear. Until then, as far as romance goes, ehh I wouldn't say that "love don't live here anymore", but it damn sure ain't available for comment.

ByronKeatsNShelley posted on his facespace that he had a "hot date" this past Friday. He then went on to gush about how his expectations were understated and that he had an "amazing time with an amazing woman." He could've met the love of his life. Hell, it could've just been a metaphor and he had a nice dinner with his mother or cousin or a good friend, and was feeling extra blessed. Shit, I don't know. What I do know, is that I thought I'd washed my hands of the whole thing, but reading those words made a heartstring snap. And it shouldn't have. Apparently I still have soft feelings for him; I don't know if they'll ever completely harden, I'm sentimental that way. But I'm disgusted with myself at actually thinking that maybe he was too good for me. I see now that he'd be LUCKY, to have the likes of me on his arm. I don't mean that to sound self-absorbed. But I'm a good woman and I know it. Not the BEST, not without fault, but genuinely good. And I'm sick of being treated like I'm nothing, like I'm without worth. Still, as always I wish him happiness.

I apologize in advance to all potential suitors that might approach me in the near future. I'm sorry, but we are not taking applications at this time lol. Love don't live here anymore. Sort of lol.