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Today is definitely a new day. Today is August 24, 2008. Yesterday was supposed to be my wedding day, but I dodged a damn bullet. My ex is an addict a crack addict. I'll never do that again. We met when I was 12, he was 13. He was big, dark, muscular and fine. He played football, ran track and wrestled. He got a full 4 year ride in football and track, and was being scouted by NFL teams, but that was cut short in his junior year torn rotator cuff. He came home and push started shoving. He... (continue reading)

OK, here's the story. When I was a little girl, I was a tom-boy. I played cork, basketball, football, kill-the-man-with-the-ball, you name. My mother use to always say that I looked like I had been in a hatchet fight and everybody had a hatchet but me, because my legs were "tore up"!

When I got to high school and all the girls were wearing shorts and mini skirts, I would only wear pants because I had a complex. I owned one pair of shorts, which I wore in gym. My best friend would always... (continue reading)

Ok. So I have decided to blog, which is new to me.

This is my second go round on BP. The first time, I decided to leave it because I was encountering waaaay to much stuff. Stuff that I'm not into. So I left.

This time around, I think I am better able to define what I am about. Still people are sending notes, IM's and other communications telling just what they are into. Me, I'm about growth.

I still desire to have a man in my life. I desire to be a wife, but this time, I think I'll... (continue reading)