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Observations of a Quixotic Femme Noire
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Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Sometimes I get so frustrated... B- made mention to me today that the joke I made on Mother's Day was funny and that he is full of shocks and surprises. I told him that I hope he knew it was a joke. He said yes, but it hurt for a sec. It made me feel a little guilty. I don't want to hurt his feelings. Then I thought about it and honestly...I don't feel bad about it. I know that there are things that he's written about me out there somewhere that are jokes and that aren't jokes. Yeah, it does hurt a little but what can be done? And any truth there is in them, I want to know, assess and change if necessary. Then I think about the lyrics and songs that he's written about other women he's lusted after in our recent past...Million Dollar Songs he calls them. That hurts deeply, but it's how he feels and what he thinks and what he wishes...I can't resent him for it. I just want to stop feeling so empty and disconnected. holla@me
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