oh nina, i like ya face.

i need to check people.

my brother ONLY calls when he needs something.
i just realized it.
the minute i need something
he says :if i'm not doing anything."
or
what he considers doing something is going to the mall.
when i actually need to go to the bank or some important shit
he can't come through for me.
he always asks for money or clothes.
and i'm sick of his selfish ass ways.
he acts like someone owes him something.
i'm really starting to dislike my brother.

i need to get over writers block.

when i actually have to type a paper. i have nothing to say. but when i have nothing to do words flow right out of my head and mouth. even now i am typing. words. i have something to say about having nothing to say. i don't want to just throw together some bs and call it my college entrance essay. no, i want it to be superb. because i have to make up for my lacking grades on my horrid transcript. any ideas on how to ge the blood flowing to my brain ? no ? yeah.

iy yi yi.

i just got kicked out the library.
the lady comes over, tells me to get off the computer.
and tells me she printed out what i want on.
i was on tumblr bitch.
and what i was reading was very fucking funny.

so i got off.
and asked her
"why so serious ?"
and she's all like.
"you have to be working in here keyna."
and i'm like
"bitch be gone."
and i leave.
and i'm kind of annoyed.
who takes there job as a librarian THAT serious.
no one, except fo' that bitch.

i need a new number pt.2

listening to my ex-boyfriend talk makes my brain hurt.
and reading what he puts on facebook makes me facepalm myself.



Torrey Anderson im on sum otha shit...im dressed in all black im wit my niggaz them...& all of strappedYesterday at 1:24pm ·


Aaron BrownYea fucking rite torrey.

Yesterday at 2:43pmKeyna Beena Purdon

i need to find what i did with this c.d

isaac:

[Hebrew:]

Im ninalu daltey Nedivim
daltey Nedivim
Daltey Marom

[English translation:
[If doors of generous men are locked,
Doors of heaven]

Staring up into the heavens
In this hell that binds your hands
Will you sacrifice your comfort
Make your way in a foreign land
Wrestle with your darkness
Angels call your name
Can you hear what they are saying
Will you ever be the same

Mmmm mmm mmm
Im Nin'alu, Im Nin'alu
Mmmm mmm mmm
Im Nin'alu, Im Nin'alu

Remember, remember
Never forget
All of your life has all been a test
You will find the gate that's open
Even though your spirit's broken
Open up my heart
Cause my lips to speak
Bring the heavens and the stars
Down to earth for me
Wrestle with your darkness
Angels call your name
Can you hear what they are saying
Will you ever be the same

the gates of heaven are always open...and that's what it's about.

yeayo.

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