When you see my face...

HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL, HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL.

Anyways, I'm single. I've been thinking about this for a while because the person I was with said we could still be friends and such and today, I saw him, and guess what? He didn't say a thing. Not a goodbye, not a hello, not a nod...

But I'm over it. Now that I'm single, I can grind on whoever I want, kiss whoever I want and do whatever I want, and I feel good. Except for the hole in my heart saying "OCCUPY ME WITH SOME CHOCOLATE, PIZZA, EGG ROLLS, OR EMPANADAS." Of course, each of these foods represent the race a person is. Right now...I'm in the mood for chocolate. I think for the simple fact that big lips are a turn on, and because, not being racist, most African American males have GREAT bodies...I think I'm craving chocolate. And plus, you know what they say...



ONCE YOU GO BLACK, YOU NEVER GO BACK!


when you see my face, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell :]