Soulmates for Life

“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so out of control that you have to transform your life…" -Elizabeth Gilbert
via Melody Ehsani blog

RIP

Ahhh...what do you do after the love is gone?

Love is...

James and Marilyn

Happy Valentines!!!

Awwwww!

Jay & B

How I feel about HIM right now...

What is love?

So what is love? Sad, but I know the answer to this...cause I been in love and played wifey in my past life. I truly think since I was blessed with a love life last decade(you can say that now), that it may be time to focus more on my career and goals. I think that sometimes you can't have both, when trying to achieve one. Makes sense? Probably not. So here we go...a new year...and trying to gain a new outlook on things. I will continue to listen to Vivian Green-What is love, in search of my new love...Me.

How I feel about HIM right now...

"What was wrong with my Love?" -Kelis

Friggin' Adorable

Ok...I am a girl. So I do like some of the corny aspects of love...like matching outfits when going to Great America. Sike. Thats so '92. More like complementing either others styles. This pic of Kamber and their matching Jordan 3s has been floating around the internet. And I can't help but to dig it. I dug it so much, that an offer came up for me to get a pair of the highly anticipated Space Jam Jordans. May have to consider it.

How can you hate?

I love these two together...even if is just a fling.

Love undefined...

So we are going into a New Year...and I definitely feel changes coming. Especially with love.I have had a crazy two years after my break-up...and I refuse to have another. I will continue to wear my heart on my sleeve, and love with no rules. Its so fun, and random. I am an impulsive person...so I have to still have some kind of preset boundaries. For some reason Pisces men have been after me this past month...don't know whats up with that...and I have finally dated outside my race. Ans its not bad. Just a little weird. As far as sex goes...I have no complaints in that department. lol! But this year I need to get it together and find out whats out there for me. Wish me good luck.

Heartbreak Hotel

I have been through some fucked up shit these past months on the love tip. You all know this. My way to cope is to celebrate love instead of disowning it. From the painful side to the beauty. I have learned some shit about myself that I never knew existed...until triggered. Its been a struggle with one situation...but I am working through it. So why not celebrate the heartache in style!!! These Culture Snob Heart earrings ($15) are just the prescription...and I can see the whole heart thing being a trend next year, kinda like the star thing(unfortunately, ewww.) You can find them at Solemates...Chicago.

Cold Busted!!!

I should be a fucking investigator!!! Who wants to hire me!! Dudes need to tighten they game....lol!

Fresh Love

I always dreamed of being the best dressed couple in life. Cause dammit, I didn't come here to make friends. This is a competition! Anyhoo, me and the ex pseudo boo could've rocked our LV together. People would be envious...we would be like Jay-Z and Beyonce. Ride or die. Bonnie & Clyde. But part of me would like to be like the hottest boho hipster couple too...I would rock Marc J. and he would rock Paul Smith or Fred Perry. That would be hot.

Love @ a Q-Tip/Cool Kids concert?

So my girlfriend and I devised a plan for finding me a new boy toy/victim. I am looking for a Travee from Gym Class Hero type...usually those are the types that match me...but we don't hook up due to jealous stares and snarls. Anyhoo, the concert is Nov. 5 in the Chi. Five days before my b-day. Any man that enjoys Tribe and Cool Kids should be an interesting dude, right? I mean, I get the best of both worlds. A b-boy and a hipster. I am sooo serious about this...we are preparing as I type. What should I wear? Hmmmm...oversized black eyeglasses, and a party dress with mary janes? Or dunks? Dunno. Need help. Project Q-Tip/Cool Kid. Stay posted folks.

I wish I was a boy...sometimes.

I love this new song by Beyonce. It sums up how I have been feeling this month. If we only had those Freaky Friday abilities of changing places...for just one day. As beautiful as it is being a woman...it can be very hard. Please believe boys. But as Beyonce said "but you're just a boy...you don't understand." Hmmm...makes you think.

I get sooo weak...falalfafaflalalalallal!!!

Um...yeah. So I had a weak moment this pass Saturday. Sorta like that diet you were supposed to be following through with...but you couldn't resist those red Zingers(do they even make those nasty things anymore?). I had to have one last taste...just a lil going out gift to myself. And something for him to remember me by...um yeah. What a wild night...he was left bruised physically, for the mental abuse I suffered last week. With all that I went through, was it worth it? Yeah. I am human, and I know it will never be more than just that. You just have to learn how to play the game, or step back.

Red, red wine...falalalallalallalalal!

After polishing off a whole bottle of red desert wine off yesterday...I went to sleep. I had to drown my sorrows, and drinking always numb the pain. I missed 90210, but was able to get myself together to watch my other fav shows. My ex/bff came to rescue me by inviting me out to one of my fav chain restaurants, Le Taco Belle. So I began to get ready, donning red sweats, scarf, and flip flops. Hot mess. Once he picked me up, we got in an argument about what he should do with his money, and I spazzed out hurting my wrist...which by the way is swollen now. Such a drama queen moment. After ordering four volcano tacos, we went back to his place to engage in an Entourage/Sex in the City fest. My spirits were lifted a bit...but I still have another month before I see dude. We sorta are in the same industry...nightlife. Ewwww...

Oh, and Becca...u r crazy...I am too "threw". lol!

He don't love me anymore...

Wow. I am completely and utterly hurt right now people. I feel like taking my life with jumbo pixie sticks. I feel sick to my stomach, and to be honest, sorta stupid. How did I let this happen to me...we never even dated!!! Wow. Dude sent me a text saying "We threw,______________________________." Damn. I don't want to eat for a week. I just want a shot of Patron, and a black.

Yours truly, Love locked down

I usually use this blog to discuss the many layers to a pussie. Fashion, gossip, my daily doings, pop culture and unfortunately sometimes love. Right now to be honest people, I am hurting. Someone I thought that could possibly love me, strung me along for a short, but very long emotional ride. I always have continued to do my dirt with others, while waiting on him to make the first initial move. I love him...will I ever meet someone that possess a dope style, realness, bad boy image, creativity, and the best sex ever? I dunno. Not likely. I have took life changing risks for him, just to be fucked in the end. Of course, I know I can do better, but my feelings are linked to him. I now know how it truly feels to be addicted to something. I go through withdrawals at night...I can't sleep, eat or think. I love the petty games, and will do whatever it is required to get this drug. Yeah..its that deep. I have alot of friends...but no one to talk to. I have always been the listener. I have cried, and cried, and cried. The only thing that could possibly take this pain away would be...more work. You always say...what can I change about myself that would make him love me more...longer hair, more money, better looking? You compare yourself to past girlfriends, and feel you don't measure up.I have done it all...and we are not even in a relationship. This is my first time going through this in my life, so its new. I really just don't know what to do. Part of me wants revenge, part of me wants peace.
That's what I get for being nosy. Ignorance is bliss...truly.