My girls have officially banned me from playtime. Sheesh, u think they’d learn to appreciate mom’s impromptu by now.

My girls r making me play fairytales w them. I have to be the princess locked in the tower waiting to be rescued. So the prince stormed in and I stabbed him cuz I DON’T KNOW HIM. Ish just got REAL

With false courage on my lips I kiss u goodbye
I won’t be cliché, I will not cry
Most of my heart is torn from my chest
The biggest, bestest part you now possess
This hollow frame counts as your footsteps disappear
28 29 30 into nowhere
The glass fogs from the heaviness of my breath
I try not to breathe at all, challenging death
The sun warms my forehead, pressed against the pane
Its rays energize and cultivate the strain
of my pain
Let me peel myself from the view
which has diminished in value
Without you
Must busy myself with work
There’s plenty to do
But my motivation is in the extra heart riding on a quest
Tell me can u sense your blood pumping in excess?
My passion and devotion flowing through your cells
Laced with the sweet secrets that we cannot tell
I’m getting weaker every moment my heart stays removed from me
My blood growing still as organs begin to atrophy
I need you to return quickly
and place it back inside of me
I trust you’ve taken care of it as you always do
But I need it to survive……I need you

Since when did these voices in my head become so Holier Than Thou? They need to pay rent or pipe down!

Grateful for the free clinic for painful tooth extraction. But can a sista get some REAL narcotics for the pain? PANADO aint even tickling the pain. IJS

6 Rajab 1433/27 May 2012
SHOCKING!!

Those are not sacks of rice. Those are dead bodies, mostly children, massacred by Bashar’s regime yesterday in full view of the world that continues to remain silent on Syria. Until when? What more will it take?

Spread this pic for awareness and keep the people of Syria in your dua!!! —

I lay awake, perspirated,
eyes dilated,
self-aided yet still frustrated,
feeling emaciated,
needing to be hydrated
with
your
LOVE
unsatiated
Remembering the unequated
to be penetrated
ejaculated and saturated
then, the swell of the procreated
I long to be pollinated
by
you
Again
As I ruminated rhythms palpitated
curtains closed
darkness concentrated
essence of my yearning emanated and vibrated against
the
WALLS
Lingering scent of incense incinerated
lips part for the accommodated
undulated and unadulterated
desires asphyxiated
words unarticulated
The sun rises over me accusingly
Alienated for having deviated
In want of being validated
the void commiserated because it is
Complicated
Though opportunity to be captivated
and ravishingly consecrated
I have duly abated
discombobulated
Fast forward time, accelerated
Return of my king celebrated
We be consolidated
me elated, you
fellated
My thirst quenched and evaporated
Intensity of intimacy not hallucinated
We float in delicious
af
ter
glow
The sun will weep inadequated

I’m sipping my tea
Heavily fragrant with spice and cream
A temporary sense of relaxation
Drapes over me
As when I lay in his arms
dizzy with the inoxicating scent of his skin on mine
Kissing until we taste exactly the same
But knowing this would be
The last time
I saw my own relfection in his eyes
And I grew jealous
She was where I longed to be
Where I wished to remain
but I knew better
Always knew better
I’m unable to withhold the rain
And these tears escape into my cup
Bitter mixing with the sweet
I prostrate
Begging for redemption
Until my knees go numb
And my eyes swell shut
My mat, salty and dampened
Holds the impression made by my face
Glaring up at me with distain
And then…
A glint of hope peaks through
My denial is ever enduring
GET OVER IT! BE STRONG!
I chastise myself
As I pass the portal to his world
but I can feel his energy inside those walls
Suddenly my limbs turn to gel
My legs no longer remember how to walk
And I must use brute force to continue
Without collapse
Then I hear my name gently spoken
From his lips
the mind is playing cruel tricks
My heart betraying me
Is he struggling as I am?
Does he also pray to lose these memories
For the sake of his sanity?
Or has he the ablity to turn it off?
To strangulate the annoying drip
Of the tap
If so, then I envy him
As much as I love him
My tea is finished
My cup is now empty

I have a 6th sense when it comes to my kids being in danger n rite now I sense that I’m going to beat the Hell outta them…eerie huh?

Took one of those online mental health tests…consider yourselves warned

He throws the first pebble almost playfully
But it hits its mark with precision
She dismisses it with humility
Without even a word of correction
Pebbles evolve to stones to rocks to boulders
Patience being her solace and buffer
The weight is massive upon her slight shoulders Preparing for the onslaught of others
its Ok, its his way,She will say
Another blow and this time she fumbles
Bracing herself from the earth’s sway
She takes her first step, then she crumbles

…be mindful of how u interact with ppl. Never know when enuf will be too much until its too late.

Amor dulce, oh how I crave you
Like a fat child with an overgrown sweet tooth
I must give you the whole truth
I’ve never indulged in anything like you

You are pure energy
that gives life to me
A glucose IV inside me
keeping my blood sweet with each heartbeat

And your flavor…mmmm, top lip is caramel, bottom lip chocolate
Your tongue holds the cherry and oh Qaali, I want it
I’m about to lose myself but please don’t trip
Just stay sweet as I descend and I won’t quit

My mouth trails along your neck and lips get
sugar-coated
Fingers sunken into hair that’s like cotton candy exploded
Too much sugar is no good, my mind has forboded
But I don’t care cuz I’m dulce overloaded

Your aroma is so sweet it seduces my nose
Moves south and gently kisses where my lust grows
Then even lower to stop and suckle my toes
I need an intervention before everyone knows—

Ah hell! Can’t hide what already shows…

I can’t keep away from that nectarous lolli-pop
My tongue plays amongst two honeyed gum drops
Your candy-cain fingers sweeten my every spot
I’m an addict, I admit, with you I can’t stop

…I don’t want to

My utmost admiration
for your love’s saturation
As you pour over me reality takes vacation
Nothing else matters except mí amor dulce sensation

To give you love is instinctual, no plot nor plan
You simply melt in my mouth as I glaze in your hand
Intoxicatingly rich, you are my candyman
Do you comprehend?…amor dulce, Qaali, do you understand?