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i am beautiful project

I want to teach women that every woman on this earth is beautiful in there own way. i want women to start loving themselves and others. rebuilding the sisterhood between women. once we start loving ourselves we can teach each other and love each other more then ever. I want the young women of this world to have positive role models, not just models and video girl but real evey day women that are in there reach in times of crisis and needs.

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Slumber Party

I was excited to sleep next to him for the first time...
I woke up beaming but still with closed eyes and to my surpirse...
    He's on the phone plotting to get between another set of thighs.
      and I said nothing. I just layed their cold hurt and silent...

The more this hapen the deeper the cracks in my heart became.
                           But I LOVE YOU SO...
I stayed.

I patched my cracks and craters with prayer.
I stuffed myself with content, but to muc of anything could be fatal.

Are you worth my sanity?
                           Is LOVE worth my sanity.
When searching for advice friends just get mad at me for letting this tragedy of a MAN mutate me...
Once ANYTHING is broken it will never be the same!

Youhave broken me many times...
I don't know who I am anymore.

I cut my hair thinking it would grab your attention since loving you didn't.
I push my titties up and out since ME loving you didn't keep your attention...
I HATE you since loving you didn't keep your attention!!!

Why, for you, am I repenting.

                           I AM EMPTY!

You used all of my resources...

I can't teach you how to love me...
But who wants to love nothing...

You handed me what looked like a cracked guarantee but was only a broken promised superglued together...

Dedicated to the LOVE OF MY LIFE...

You know how to make shit look like flowers "/

You handed me what I thought was a crack guarantee but was really a broken promise superglue together!

...I feel. For you...by LaWanda Stallworth

...Hard shiny plastic...
A whole clan of them!
Pink streaks and tutu's;
With their tatas exposed.
None of them over 18yrs old...
They were coming from their first nicki minaj show...(sigh)

This bitch is single handedly Making you daughters believe that moving mechanically is normal
Inflating their assas with chemical gases...
Lips shiny like plastic
Cold like plastic
Imitating a black girl who wants to be plastic...
Barbie...

Not like lauryn...erykah...or jill..
Not like floetry, maya, latifah, alicia...
not like Salt, pepper, or spindarella..
Not like mary j...chaka...

I feel for you barbies...

X-factor, we can take a window seat or even a long walk. Say yes and rise phenominal woman! do the unthinkable and rock who you are...love without a limit....I feel for you...

Memory...

I ran to him...I had nowhere else to go
        And surely he was there
And so I went!
HE knows me; before I became this...
Weak individual forcing myself through each day
Who's price am I paying?
         He knows that I get lonely
         Even when I'm with you...
I release the furstrations, passion, hate, love truths...me before him...
He picks up my scarred broken pieces.
Polishes them with his heart and mind and missed touch....hands me back to you...beautiful again...unselfish...
I am not worthy of thanking him...
For I do not deserve him...
But I need him...To survive you!

I ignore your lies with his truths.
He's my candle in this dark space...
He's my amazing grace...when I kiss you his lips I taste...       he's my second whole. My partner, my dream....he lives in me...
He is who you were...
He is a memory....