Thought this was pretty good. Loved this version. Love this song. <3
AND because my cousin, Brandon (dolobrandon) told me that I have “no tumblr game whatsoever”. LOL! i’m baaaackk and this one is for you! you all in love with her n’ shit; i got ‘chu!
keno:
TUS x LATD presents:
KENO x Rufio - “Figure Four” Video (Directed By Bobby Gee)
@KENO_theOS @RUFIOsBEAT_CLAP @BobbyGee09
TUS x LATD
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thank you
You could say that I’m a bit of a mad woman. Long conversations with single women can do that to you. Why men aka assholes aka liars aka playas aka exes do what they do has been pondered upon over many glasses of wine and plates of kim chee fried rice.
And to hear me and my girls talk and laugh about it —in all our raunchy, unabashed, no holds barred conversation— you’d think it’s funny. It’s all shits and giggles until someone gets hurt which is absolutely inevitable. Someone ALWAYS gets hurt.
But that’s ok. That’s expected isn’t it? I mean, only one person can be The One so by deduction, everyone else will become The Ex. Suffice it to say that the pain doesn’t get any less bearable. But the funny thing is that the heart doesn’t love any less. Regardless of how deep your cuts go or how dark your hurt is, you always seem to find yourself back at the place you swore you’d never be again — vulnerable.
I’ve said before that women just keep waiting for a man to sweep us off our feet. Waiting for someone somewhere to prove us wrong about all the generalizations we’ve made about them. Waiting for someone to show that he’s different. We keep waiting for the perfect relationship with the perfect man.
We might as well buy a fucking unicorn.
I heard somewhere that people are too caught up in finding a perfect love, when instead they should be creating a perfect love. Because nothing comes perfect. Even the prettiest diamond was once a lump of fucking coal. And that guy that your friends just introduced you to is kind of… impressive. And it’s kind of refreshing. And you’re all kinds of cute about it.
So maybe instead of shopping for that unicorn, we just try and not be so angry. And instead of bracing ourselves for the fall, we just enjoy the flight. And even though our past tells us that all guys are assholes, we let ourselves think that unicorns still exist.
Maybe just for now. Maybe just for pretend. Maybe just for a little bit of hope or even better, a little bit of happiness.
Just maybe.
She speaks the TRUTH, always. I can never get enough.
oh minnie… you’s a bad mutha
I’m actually a really nice person. My aggressive side really only comes out when I feel a need to stand up for myself. If that makes me a bitch, then I am 100% fine with that. I’d rather be a bitch than a doormat.
Funny Feeling.
I’ve seen it way too many times. My girls just get a funny feeling about the guy they’re dating. As women, we notice things. Like how he used to text us good night every single night except for the last four nights. Or like, how he’d call us throughout the day to talk about nothing, when now all he does is text. Small changes in behavior — even the most miniscule things — we notice. And when they change, something’s gotta be off.
Women are psychic, I believe it. I know a girl who came home early one day on a “hunch” only to find her man not at home like he said he was. I know another girl who caught her man in a blatant lie about what he was doing because it sounded suspect to begin with. I know yet another good, strong, intelligent woman who went on a tropical vacation with a man, and despite all of his actions telling her different, she had a funny feeling something was off.
The thing is, all of these women were right. They were right about their men acting funny and inherently correct about the motives behind those actions.
And the kicker? Is that these women FEEL LIKE THEY’RE CRAZY. With girlfriends like me who laugh at them when they say shit like “he only brushed his teeth for 2 minutes this morning instead of 3. He’s fucking someone else. i I know it!!”…… Ok. Bad example, but they usually sound just as crazy. Their men don’t hesistate to call them crazy either, and sometimes they begin to think that they just might be.
Until something happens that confirms they were right all along.
It’s a gut check when you realize that your gut instinct does you right. What you do after that and how you choose to handle the situation is solely up to you. But if you can’t sleep at night because of those funny feelings you’ve been getting, its time to stop sleepin’ on em. They’re probably telling you something very real.
That’s so funny because I was just thinking the same thing! Crazy. A womans intuition is always right.
This Spring / Summer, HELLZ is pleased to introduce the official release of “Queens of Noise”, a bold collection inspired by America’s youth. Love, drugs, and rock & roll…the fundamentals of a good time. The sunset strip turns into a catwalk, while neon lights adorn city streets. “The Queens of Noise” rule over the night like it’s second nature, and anything short of wild is simply unacceptable. The collection is filled with an array of bright colors, loud prints, and dangerous cuts that portray a generation lead by it’s own lusts and thrills.
“Queens of Noise” is fast to celebrate the arrival of long hot summer nights with an array of flirty dresses that exude the rebellious nature of HELLZ. The “Slash” features mesh slits on a confetti printed body-con dress, while the “Tux” combines a sophisticated demeanor with a venomous hidden agenda for the girl-about-town. This summer, HELLZ calls upon all ‘Queens of Noise’ and midnight marauders in the battle of self-empowerment to use their voice, and reign over the concrete kingdom of the youth. Through the “Queens of Noise” independence is the thrill in which we all seek, and if you’re going to risk it all, you better look good doing so.
***GIMME, GIMME… I WANT IT ALLLL!!! I’m in LOVE! <333
Strangers, again.
Every relationship goes through stages. Where and how each stage develops is ultimately up to each person. While we always hope for the best, we often can’t avoid the inevitable.
This video totally made me tear up. Flashbacks.
