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Monday, October 1st, 2007

Time:11:12 pm.
goodbye sinjuliet.


hello queenelizabetha.
*Surrender*

Sunday, August 19th, 2007

Time:4:13 am.
hello livejournal. i truly desire wholeheartedly to return to you.


i have so much to digress. impart. unload.
which is nothing unusual for you. you have grown accustomed to such things over the years with me.

however, i do not like the name sinjuliet anymore, at least the sin part.
its not cute. its not fitting for me.

but on the other hand I don't want to get rid of all the history ie. past entries, those are priceless.

hum. what shall i do?


















ps. remind me to tell you about this crazy site about taurus women i found. crazy i tell you.
*Surrender*

Thursday, July 13th, 2006

Time:2:35 am.
Music:karen clark sheard- favor.
I AM. BACK!!!


i am also BEAUTIFUL. LOVED. AND BLESSED.

loved WITH AN EVERLASTING LOVE.

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Thursday, August 18th, 2005

Time:3:42 pm.
Music:marc antony- no hay nadie como ella.
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Exihibit A



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Exihibit B


Don't tell me Omarion has more hangtime than I do........

Thats the problem with cornrows these days-everyone has them.
Both genders.
How does a guy have the same length of hair as a girl?
Its not cute. And Omarion you're not cute either.






Hangtime: noun. amount of hair remaining starting from the bottom
end portion of the ear after the head is cornrowed.
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Thursday, August 4th, 2005

Subject:changing things up a bit..
Time:1:20 am.
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*Surrender*

Thursday, July 1st, 2004

Subject:too hilarious to not post....
Time:3:36 pm.
Music:prince- call my name.
*Surrender*

Wednesday, February 25th, 2004

Subject:untitled.
Time:1:35 am.
Music:the lyrics speak for itself..
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?

Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
*Surrender*

Monday, February 16th, 2004

Subject:common says it best.
Time:12:52 pm.
Mood:awake.
I never knew a luh, luh-luh, a love like this
Gotta be somethin for me to write this
Queen, I ain't seen you in a minute
Wrote this letter, and finally decide to send it
Signed sealed delivered for us to grow together
Love has no limit, let's spend it slow forever
I know your heart is weathered by what studs did to you
I ain't gon' assault em cause I probably did it too
Because of you, feelings I handle with care
Some niggaz recognize the light but they can't handle the glare
You know I ain't the type to walk around with matchin shirts
If relationship is effort I will match your work
I wanna be the one to make you happiest, it hurts you the most
They say the end is near, it's important that we close..
.. to the most, high
Regardless of what happen on him let's rely

There are times.. when you'll need someone..
I will be by your side..
There is a light, that shines,
special for you, and me..

Yo, yo, check it
It's important, we communicate
and tune the fate of this union, to the right pitch
I never call you my bitch or even my boo
There's so much in a name and so much more in you
Few understand the union of woman and man
And sex and a tingle is where they assume that it land
But that's fly by night for you and the sky I write
For in these cold Chi night's moon, you my light
If heaven had a height, you would be that tall
Ghetto to coffee shop, through you I see that all
Let's stick to understandin and we won't fall
For better or worse times, I hope to me you call
So I pray everyday more than anything
friends will stay as we begin to lay
this foundation for a family - love ain't simple
Why can't it be anything worth having you work at annually
Granted we known each other for some time
It don't take a whole day to recognize sunshine


There are times.. when you'll need someone..
I will be by your side, oh darling
There is a light, that shines,
special for you, and me..

Yeah.. yo, yo, check it
It's kinda fresh you listen to more than hip-hop
and I can catch you in the mix from beauty to thrift shop
Plus you ship hop when it's time to, thinkin you fresh
Suggestin beats I should rhyme to
At times when I'm lost I try to find you
You know to give me space when it's time to
My heart's dictionary defines you, it's love and happiness
Truthfully it's hard tryin to practice abstinence
The time we committed love it was real good
Had to be for me to arrive and it still feel good
I know the sex ain't gon' keep you, but as my equal
it's how I must treat you
As my reflection in light I'ma lead you
And whatever's right, I'ma feed you
Digga-da, digga-da, digga-da, digga-digga-da-da
Yo I tell you the rest when I see you, peace

There are times.. when you'll need someone..
I will be by your side..
There is a light, that shines,
special for you, and me..

(I'll) take my chances.. before they pass..
.. pass me by, oh darling..
You need to look at the other side..
You'll agree..


**************

i'll explain this later.
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Sunday, January 4th, 2004

Time:11:02 pm.
Music:fiona apple- shadowboxer.
goodbye winter break.

you were good to me......
*Surrender*

Saturday, November 15th, 2003

Time:11:52 pm.
Music:peter gabriel- in your eyes.
Today, or shall i say, yesterday because I don't know whether its midnight or not yet, didn't go as well as i expected.


nada.
finito.
*Surrender*

Monday, November 3rd, 2003

Time:9:19 pm.
Music:Abandoned Pools- the remedy.
holy shit.

the truth is utterly transparent in what was written below in someones else's journal.

"I hate present day "hippies". Wearing patchouli scented lotion; buying expensive "hippie" gear; listening only to the Grateful Dead, Cat Stevens, and Bob Marley; pretending to have strong political views (when in actuality knowing jack shit); smoking an exorbitant amount of weed; and owning devil sticks does not make you a hippie. I want all "hippies" to fucking choke on the hair of their best friend's unshaven armpits."




Again and again i ask myself- Why do you people try to imitate the lifestyles of people which they know nothing about?
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