Realifecitygirl and the City.

It’s after 3 am and here I am up. Restless. Listening to the Purple Rain LP. Per usesssge.

I’m in an odd mood. I’m so used to feeling “in over my head” that this constant feeling of uncertainty isn’t whats odd. {Sidebar: how fucked up is it that it’s normal for me to feel like im drowning?} I don’t know what the heck it is.


In updated news about my life I’m 22 almost 23 (in Dec, fucking yikes) and I still haven’t found my way back in college but at least I’m living my life  in what I now consider home, Washington D.C.. I nanny two kiddos to make montee and I’ll say I’m pretty darn good. *Chis Brown voice* Babiesss love me, im a bomb naaannn-y. I’m only working part time so I’ve been (half,honestly) looking for a new job. I’ve been spending my free time trying to figure out what I really LOVE in life. I want to pursue so many different things than what I had planned on in the past. I guess life has a way of switching shit up.

Boy news. Still single. But for how long….*smiles* I kindasortalikesomeoneandhelikesme :))))

Of COURSE he doesn’t live here. of course. for fucks sake can I find a man on my level in the District of Columbia?


Yessssss this extended version of Dove’s Cry is going innnnnnnn. Love love love LOVE spotify 🙂

Ok, for serious I need to go to sleep. Baby E in the AM the Baby M in the afternoon.

I’m baaaaaaack,


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Pocket thoughts

Soo it was 77 degrees a couple days ago and I wore some old cargo shorts to work and inside my pocket I found this scribbled on a piece of paper.Here it is unedited:

It’s crazy how you’re always there for me.

Showing me a love no one has ever explored.

Like Lewis and Clark, did….uncharted waters.

No floatation device

cause you drown in me

Loss of breath when you kiss me.


Eyes flutter as you resurrect me.

When I look at you it’s not your face I see

Although beautiful, there’s something deeper there

it shines brighter than any sun can

blinding me but too intense for my gaze to leave,

Actually this shit isnt even love.

It’s too much for a simple four-letter word

It’s a necessity.

Call it air.

Without it there is no second chance…

*It kind of just ended there….and it’s so weird because I haven’t felt any love or connection in the past 8 months so I have no idea what inspired it and although I it’s unfinished just can finnish it….maybe when I fall in love again…*



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red lipstick smeared on the filter of my clove

ray bans on, eyelashes full of atomic black mascara

sunshine shining on my left arm

right arm gripping the wheel

harmonizing with Anita Baker

coily dark hair

blowing in the summer breeze

im a dreamer

a planner who lives in a fucked up world

a girl who loves to love

yet has to hate


but thats life right?

at a stop light I leave


you appear in the passengers seat

smile lighting up the car

lighting up my world

I look at you in awe

cause IM the reason you smile

you love ME


no improvements

no additions or subtractions

in love with my flaws

but then the light turns green

and you disappear


I still smile at the thought of you

at the thought of us

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if I pull it together…make it sooner than later


That’s literally all I can say over and over again.

My life has changed drastically since my last post.And I’m actually still in shock/awe…..

So my friend Jessica sends me a text after reading my blog and says we should go on a random road trip the next day. Since they cut my hours @ work I had plenty of free time so of course I said yes. We end up deciding on St. Louis which is about 4 hour drive from Olathe. When she calls me so we can iron out the details she says “Oh yeah, you’re moving in with me”

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?!?! A way out of living with my crazy uncle and having to share a bed with my cousin? A place where I can take SHOWERS?!?! But me being the tye of person who hates to ask for help I told her I would have to think about it when mentally I was already packing my suitcases/trash bags lol.  She comes the next day in the morning and it was pourrrrrrrrrring down raining….and right then is when I decided it was time for me to accept this blessing and opportunity to get out of what was making me most miserable. Sooo…we packed up my stuff in 20 minutes and 25 minutes later were were on the road to STL! So it rained and rained as we were driving down I-70….we were riding through a storm…and I felt like it was a huge representation of my life…it was dark and cloudy outside but we HAD to go through the storm because it was the only way we could get to our destination.And thats when I realized I HAD to go though what I had been going through because it was the only way I was going to get to where I needed to be.

So the trip was PERFECT. I saw my friend from HS Jasmine who gave me the book The Secret(which has changed my life btw), a parking spot just APPEARED out of no where when there was no where to park, I had an amazing dinner, we went up in the arch, saw the counting crows for free(the day we picked just HAPPENED to be Fair St. Louis meaning food and vendors every where and thousands of people), and saw an amazing fireworks.

I hadn’t had relaxing fun in so long…

So I come back from STL to Jessica’s house where I have my own room. I also have a place for my food in separate cabinets and a separate refrigerator. Stuff that once sounded simple and basic to me…stuff that I had taken for granted were finally treasured amenities to me. I am so grateful to be there.

ANNNNNNNNNNNND I would have be perfectly satisfied with just that blessing but I got yet another one…

I applied for a permanent position @ Lowe’s….and got it. Mind you I turned in my request to be permanent AFTER they had already selected everyone for the permanent positions and they had started the seasonal people go. So now that I am permanent I can transfer to one of the Lowe’s that is closest to DC which BOTH happen to me metro/bus accessible. So the only thing I had to worry about what where I was going to live right?


The Lord blessed me yet AGAIN. I got a text from my friend Jahna who is from Kansas City and goes to Howard and she asked me if I had found housing in DC yet and after telling her I hadn’t she asked me if I wanted to be roommate cause it would be easier to find housing if we looked together. The next day my email box is flooooooded with AFFORDABLE places to live thanks to Jahna. Like all we have to do is pick. ANNNND if it just so happeneds we don’t find a place we like we can still live @ the house she is currently at.

In a little over a WEEK I got a guaranteed job and a guaranteed place to live in DC when I had been stressing over that since JANUARY of this year.

I’m SO happy. So Thankful.So Blessed.

So to anyone who is going through a situation where it seems like your back in pressed again the wall and there is no way out….remember that no matter how dark it seems GOD hasn’t left. And you can make it…dont give up.

Oh yeah, I just want to give a VERY SPECIAL thank you to anyone who has read my blog and left an encouraging comment. Those REALLY touch me.Seriously. Thank you.


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….hometown glory?

I really hate coming on here typing this negative ass shit. But hey….this is my life right now…

My living situation has quickly gone from uncomfortable to unbearable. The hot water has been off for almost 3 weeks now.I don’t have my own space. My uncle is bi polar and is so quick to yell and cuss out his wife and kids and then make THEM apologize to him for no reason. My life is damn near a daze. I chief nearly everyday.To feel away from everything. I hurt this constant piercing pain. My biggest fear has always been feeling trapped. I am living my very own nightmare. It’s so frightening because I hate waking up in the morning knowing that this is my life. It’s come down to the point where I cant even talk to my friends about anything im going through because they cant imagine this pain and sometimes they are just insensitive. I know sometimes they don’t know what to say but “Everything Happens for a Reason” is not cutting it anymore.I feel like SCREAMING sometimes.

I hurt so bad.

The to top it off my Mother flies here for a funeral and is here for 2 days and doesn’t see me.She literally saw EVERYONE but me. WTH. I would NEVER fly to North Carolina and see everyone but her. As much as we don’t see eye to eye I still love my mother but that was FUCKED up.

I don’t even feel like me anymore. Im sick of feeling sad. And to top everything else off Lowe’s CUT my hours. IN HALF. Meaning I am making no money. And since did nothing BUT work I don’t have shit to do. And if you’re read the previous posts you know that my Mom took my car,my only source of transportation when she moved to NC so I am genuinely TRAPPED.

I dont know what to do anymore. Oh yeah and remember that program in DC I applied for? I got waitlisted.


NOTHING is going good for me. Literally NOTHING. If it wasn’t for Michela I seriously don’t know how I’d be coping right now. She picks me up  and lets me shower @ her house or she’ll pick me up from work so I don’t have to walk in the 100 degree weather that its been here lately.

I keep on telling myself that I can make it.

But I’ve almost stopped believing that.

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This here is on some truthful shit…

“this here is something personal…

I highly doubt this feeling is reversible.”

There is a lot if shit going on right now. First things first lets give a little living situation update. I’m sharing a room with my 15 year old cousin(love her…shes super dramatic and hilarious) in my Uncle and Aunts duplex. By sharing I mean I sleep in the bed and live out of my suitcases which have to put in the basement cause the room is so small there is no room. My deaf aunt and uncle are the two most financially irresponsible people I have ever come in contact with in my LIFE. I hadn’t even lived here for 5 days before they write me a note asking for money talm bout “they don’t have any money for groceries and the kids wont eat” WTFFFFFFFFFFF?! What would you being doing if I wasn’t here? Mind you they know my cousins are my heart so I’m not going to let them starve. UGH. So anyway these idiots buy all this name brand food with the money I give them for groceries…..ya’ll went from having NO food to having Fruit Loops?? No boo boo… look towards the bottom of the cereal aisle and get the “Fruity Rings” that are in the bag! shiiiit…stop acting like you are too good to make your money…I mean MY money stretch.  Oh and next thing I knew my food started becoming missing. I would buy my own groceries down to my own SALT cause I didn’t want to ask them for anything and I would come home from work and chips that I had just bought would be opened and eaten, frozen pizzas would be gone, juice would be drank…..and then they would be like “oohh we gone buy you some more”




Ya’ll just asked me for money so how exactly are you going to buy me some more of whatever I had? I can’t…I just cant. Also what really sucks is that I feel mad uncomfortable. Like I dont have my own space. Like if im hungry and they’re in the kitchen I wont go up there because I dont want to draw any attention to my food. And that’s real. Also there is no hot water in this bitch. Meaning cold showers on the daily…but on a postive note my hair like the cold rinses it gets lol

Luckily I work almost 40 hours a week(can I have a small Praise Break to thank God for this job in the midst of a bad economy? THAAAANNK YA!) and Micheala and I have become inseparable. If  i’m not at work we’re together….I love the chick! She took me to get my first tattoo 🙂 It was scary but I did it. It’s a tiny  open star on my left wrist. It’s sooo cute and I’ve wanted it forever. It’s main meaning is to remind me that even in the darkest of times I still can shine 🙂

Also I applied for a job in DC and I find out if I get it on June 15th which is in 5 days! Wish me luck and keep me in your prayers everyone.



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I feel like Harry Potter.

Didn’t they used to lock home boy up in a closet underneath the stairs or some shit like that?

Well anyway I am coming to you live from my teenaged cousins bed with all the shit to my name in a black and white polka dotted suitcase, a Kenneth Cole suitcase(yess im classy lmao) and two trash bags. I’m once again a hobo.

No but seriously.

Along with the move my Mom thought it would be a good idea to take my car and to sell my bedroom set. Leaving me with…..


Its like some days I can handle it and others its just way to overwhelming. Like I honestly feel like I dont have any family. I hate negative shit. Like this is not me. I dont even know right now….sorry this is so random but this is how i’m feeling.


Showering and then sleep.



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