Posted by: Mimi on: February 15, 2012
Can’t believe I texted you. I keep replaying how I bumped into you at Oceans11. It was so like us.Then I jumped on you on the beach… soaking wet. You didn’t even complain. So us. Maybe I did it for the memory. Maybe I shouldn’t have let myself get to the point where I forgot what [...]
Posted by: Mimi on: February 26, 2010
#alwaysappropriate
Posted by: Mimi on: February 25, 2010
I cried for you over and over. You made me cry over and over. I blame your actions. You’re responsible for your lack of responsibility. Responsible for my tears. I sat shotgun and cried. I was frustrated and lonely. My patience thinning. I felt alone in that car. I was tired of crying. Tired of [...]
Posted by: Mimi on: October 26, 2009
… couldn’t make me sleep with you again! Honey have you ever had some sex that was just THAT bad! Homeboy isn’t even ugly. He’s fly for a southern guy, too. I ran into him in ATL (obviously) in a club. He was throwing compliments. He managed to say something like, “Let’s just leave here… [...]
Posted by: Mimi on: October 26, 2009
(21 of 21) Once upon a time, right? Thats how all stories start that have come to an end. Now, that’s what we have– a “Once upon a time” Once upon a time you made me remember what it was like to blush. It’d been so long. You made me remember how it felt to [...]
Posted by: Mimi on: August 24, 2009
Sometimes I look at pictures. I looked at his picture. I seen him. Seeing him is cool. We’re through. Some time, I do miss you. You sometimes think of me. Like Ryan Leslie sings… “that’s just what [he] Used to Be.”
Posted by: Mimi on: August 11, 2009
–real bad. They tell me “patience” I think, “practice”. They tell me to stay motivated. I can only think of the money. I miss me. I miss what used to be. I think of the “possibilities” There… I find “peace”.
Posted by: Mimi on: July 20, 2009
more about "test", posted with vodpod Brian-Michael Cox made 90s music a trending topic on Twitter. I laid on my pillows in bed, contributing my thoughts [replying] when I remembered this song. It’s 6am, and I’m up blogging it now. ::swoons:: LOL..
Posted by: Mimi on: July 20, 2009
It was wrong He knew it | I knew it | We knew it. O0oh but it felt so good Real good— But it was wrong. He knew it | I knew it | We knew it. But we did it anyway. …and we liked it. So we did it again… and again… [...]
Posted by: Mimi on: March 30, 2009
…we were really young. Tonight I had a conversation with my Young Gal. You know, that “How did I get here?” conversation. And looking back on what was said, you’d think we were in our 40s and on our last dollar. However, we reminisced on the days when we were Go-Gettas… before ‘experience’ happened. [...]
Posted by: Mimi on: March 17, 2009
I ignore calls. Some can’t even call. I might answer a message or two. But I’m not thinking of you. I miss the islands… waking up with nothing to do. I miss the escape. I crave being invisible. I miss not being able to get mail. Having no worries at all. Something about the sunset… [...]
