About Me
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I'm a very easy person to get along with. I am ambitious and sometimes have too many ideas that I try to put into action at once. If I could use one word to describe myself it would be abstract. I am a mixture of so many things. I am bubbly, sensible, down to earth, fun loving, energetic, and can usually see the brighter side of any situation.
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Interests
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Order of the Eastern Star and Masonry, Writing, Cooking, Dancing, Hanging out with my Sorors, Going to the movies, Having Blockbuster Nights, Decorating, Karaoke, Reading, Meeting New People
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Favorite Movies
Waiting to Exhale
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Favorite TV Shows
Girlfriends, One on One, Half and Half, The Nanny, Golden Girls, King of Queens, The Real World, Newlyweds, The Ashlee Simpson Show
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Favorite Books
You Can Heal Your LIfe by Louise Hay
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Favorite Quote
Let a Smile be your Umbrella!
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Journal
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His careless whispers reached out and lightly caressed my body
As I tried to escape from the clutches of his smooth baritone
I cringed at the thought of being under his control
For I am usually the one who has things on lock boy
I forgot that I was dealing with a hot boy
With a swagger to his step
I tried to run but he soon captured my interest
As he exhibited his sexual intellect.
I froze,
Jaw dropped
Amazed by the heat uprising from the syllabled strokes
He thrusted into my mental capacities,
Mental orgasms at 300 degrees
Almost had me on my knees.
And he didn't even touch me.
Yet somehow his whispers remained
Trickling down my canal and
Pouring out of my soul and
Making me say things that I may never have told.
Softly he wrapped me in his worded arms
And left me in a trance as he
Filled me with a passion rarely known
But I know now that it is in existence
I tried to put up my resistance
And put the breaks on all possible persistence
Caused by the lighty caressing careless whispers
Of his smooth bartitone.
Copyright 2006, Nailah.Rose
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