my dream is evermorphing, yet consistent in its presence acclimating to new learning, evolving as my knowledge expands i am compelled to let the vision flow through my hands… ‘cuz my eyes do not always filter properly. not that the dream needs to be censored, but sometimes… sometimes you just gotta sift out the bullshit.

Ha! So I’m cleaning out my iPhone notes & discovered this piece I wrote a while ago. Hmmm… impulses palpitations fever failure despite all the blood, sweat, & tears i put into me [it] i forever miss the mark but this time, it’s different i stay strivin’ for more knowledge, ever since i was a

Okay, I dunno if this is true or not, but it is hilarious. Came in the newsletter from my old church. Humor from the Pastor’s Inbox Part of rebuilding New Orleans caused residents often to be challenged with the task of tracing home titles back potentially hundreds of years. With a community rich with history

beautiful monster, you are most certainly the ugliest thing that can exist is a person afraid of his own greatness it tears me apart to still love you after all these years …after such disappointment to be forever tied but you can’t pray away true love and you can’t force a man to be all

YAAAAAY!!! something to do on friday for my birthday fantasmagoria! …if i’m done w/ my papers. (via @notarapper) Arts Under the Stars [/publicize YAAAAAY!!! something to do on friday for my birthday! now, let’s al pray i’m done with my work in time to go. who’s up for joining me? -amanda p.s. buy the album!!!