Bad girls with bad attitudes
control good men with sappy hearts
Good girls get used goods
players who hate on themselves and still kiss their mothers
Bad girls rely on the needs of themselves to tap into the prospective clients of "give me this" "give me that"
Whilst good girls wait for the knight and shinig armour to not show up
lie his way back in
hell, just wanted a hug
a gift that day
Bad girls have men walking down city streets to get that money, homie
where's my bling
DK, CK, can't wait on your check to come....
Good girls stand on front porches trying to hold their composure when you come in late from walking the street thinking about that Bad girl......
Good girls stand by your side when you figure out you don't want the Bad girl anymore
Good girls bare you men that look like you
spitting images of
What
a
man
you
where
supposed
to
be
Bad girls tell lies to your mother to make her believe that she can, when she can not
Good girls, don't say anything just show up with a pumpkin pie or a freash cobbler....Good girls like me....
Have books for lovers
Dreams of Orthello knocking down my door
wishing I could experience a "sudden death"
Good girls like me cry over plays written by August Wilson
and Books by Octavia Butler
Good Girls like me want to be bad, just to get that look
the one you gave that bad girl
Meditation is the key to saving a nation, Meditation is the key to saving a nation. I am aware, awake and conscious of you, even if you do not follow. This is not edited it is raw emotion. Once I have met you or become aware of your existence, we are forever connected: Good, Bad, and Indifferent.Be the change you want to see, start with self
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27 September 2010
Bad Bad, Girl....
Williams: (Ochaalainu) a NYC transplant : Writer, Lover, Daughter, Priest, Observer, Poet, Artist, Good with her hands,Researcher, Educator, Lover of all things Orissa, Spiritual bead maker, painter, Bi-Sexual Silent revolutionary, A free mind that is not stuck in any one way of thinking about any one subject. I am open if you are open. We all have something to teach each other. I am an educator because if I am not then who, our children would be lost more than they are if it was not for the calling of education. Casting a wide spiritual net for our future Baba's and Iya's, I am grateful and humbled to be called "teacher" . Lets build.
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