A dream or dessert?

Such a delicate delightful dream I had the other day where all of the bad just faded away and disappeared into the night's atmosphere. Each and every single face I missed was there and loving familiar voices filled my ears. The welling teardrops in my ducts for once weren't over a fit or fuss of anger, fear or sadness but instead were tears of Joy and Happiness. I was elated to be experiencing the warmth that you get when surrounded with real family and friends. Everyone was happy, smiling and laughing again. The scent of good food was lingering with the mood and neutral music in the air filled the empty space while the moments passed right along with the pace. Everything was going great like back, back in the days. All I'm inhaling is positivity and love and it feels remarkably to extend my arms and receive a real hug. These conversations are making sense and completing points and I guess the fog in the air is from all the joints. I'm feeling buzzed without having ever taken a sip but I can taste something sweet on my lips. Oh shit! It's his magical mythical philosophical kiss. He must have taken a swig of his sweet icy beverage, leaned in for some leverage to plant a wet juicy passionate kiss right on my red juicy plump lips that I graciously accepted with no reason for hesitation. I must have been wearing red because I was contemplating this kiss. Wait a minute, this can't be it. What happened to my delicate serene peaceful scene I was enjoying? I didn't even see his face yet. I'm drifting away slow now and reality is dripping in like the sun from behind the blinds creeping towards my eyelids like Texas molasses but this isn't fair. I was curious to discover how I could feel this intensely for someone who isn't even there. I was hoping to open up my eyes into his stare and he was going to grab my head gently behind my ear and with his other hand sweep my face clear of any fallen hair, look deep into my profound brown sparkling eyes and say, "I". I woke up. F*ck. What? I woke up? Aww nutts. :(

When life throws you lemons make Pies! Eat my life. It tastes like a sweet-tart lemon lovely pie.:j

Lindsey Renee

Ok. So I've had this blog up since last year and never got any enjoyment or real use out of it. It was a small outlet to vent my frustraions with work or being fat and pregnant...AGAIN. ;) I have to say now that I am grateful for this outlet now and I never want to stop writing ever, ever again as long as I live. There was a crippling factor in my life for so long that would diminish all of the best qualities of me. Like a diamond in the rough, I too needed smoothing around the edges. Once you've been pushed over the edge of a cliff enough times the fear begins to subside until you get to the point where you can jump off by yourself. I have wings, I love to fly. I am a fish, I love to swim. I am a writer, I love love love to Write. That's mine. You can't change any of it. I am Lindsey Renee Sherrill. 26 year old mother of 5. 9, 7, 4, 3 and 1. They are also mine. You can't take them away from me. Try it. I am content in my life and I have nothing to hide. I didn't know someone could go from the top to the bottom and back to the top so quickly. That's me. I did that. Anyway, I've had a few requests so I'll get to work on those. I enjoy the thought of you smiling while you read this, laughing, crying, getting heated or being absolutely shocked by it. I won't ever stop. Not even if you ask me to. If there is anything you want to know just ask. Any requests, this forum is open. Public. Free. For everyone even though not everyone needs know about me or what I say or the way I think. My words can be damaging but the damage inside of my head and my heart is what I'm working on right now. So fuck OFF!!! Naw, I'm just joking. So like I said before, Call it what you will but this is just me and my head. I can't be blamed for the way I feel but I also shouldn't be blamed or punished for trying to mend it either. Everybody has their own coping mechanisms, mine happens to be writing it all out. I'm not sorry about that but I'm sure there are some fuck heads out there right now wishing shit would have turned out differently. This is what I have to say to You: Swallow it and move on. What's done is done. Either way I appreciate the curiousity. It is my Spark.

Ooooh He mad..

Oh boo fuckin hoo, poor stupid ass You. Ain't it a damn shame when you feel so lame because you ain't got me locked up on a leash and chain? Don't you know that I am happy when ever You ain't around? Things will NEVER ever be the same. You needed a slap to the face to snap you out of whatever sick and twisted game you think is taking place. Let me remind you that you're the one that walked away. So cry if you need to but I cant stay to watch you, thats the wrong thing to do. Touch if you need to but I can't stay to hold you, thats the wrong thing to do. Talk if you need to but I cant stay to hear you, thats the wrong thing to do. You said you loved me and I ended up lying and said I loved you too. But you were right all along in dedicating me that song. I needed someone different, you needed someone different and we both knew it. So Sit back and relax and watch the story unfold.You think you've got me pegged when instead I'm obviously in your head. If you are so content then why are you reading this? If you are happy with her then why would any of these blogs hurt? They are just words. What you have failed to realize is that I am still hurt and this blog is a way for me to vent. Yes. It's very personal and I'm still upset  but at least I can admit that shit. You pretend like you don't miss me too so then why are you so mad at what I do? That night I called you crying I was with another man and I called you because I just wanted to understand. Let's make it clear that I was drunk but I'm not you so I won't use it as an excuse. Instead I'll explain it to you, something else you could never do. Tell the truth! You think you still hold so much power over me but you have some reevaluating to do. Instead of hoping I'll ruin my chances because I have you in my head how about just play dead instead. You need to Stop worrying so much about me and focus on your new mouth piece. She must be an anorexic because she's starving herself for attention being with you. Its an impossibility to ever have with her what you had with me and you know it's true. I'm way better than anything she could ever be, plain and simple and everybody can see. You said it yourself. So he thinks I'm sweatin his sorry, skinny, good for nothing, broke ass yall but we all know I can have ANY man I want. And You will never know what I do ever again with any of them. I made it perfectly clear to You that I was done playing your silly games so you reading this blog doesn't phase me at all. It made me laugh when you text it to me, I wrote it dummy. I know what it says. So If you are stupid enough to keep reading all of this great but don't get butt hurt over what is said. Call me a liar or whatever you need to but in the end these are my own truths. They are not for you or anyone to dispute. Hopefully some day people will see you for the real you, a liar, a cheater and dead beat father. If You enjoy living in a lie, please be my guest  and move along with your ugly pest. Put that new beast on a leash that is A-Ok with me because I personally enjoy being free. You are aggresive and give a bad name to ALL males because all you ever do in life is Fail. You'll continue to play your little games, be unfaithful and walk in and out on her. But she'll be there when you get home just like a lonely dog because she has no one else. You two were made for each other. She's a strong man and you're nothing but a pussy. So All of your feeble attempts to stab me circle around patheticy. No one cares about you anymore. You are ugly. You are a disgrace. What's on your chick's face? lol You are the typical tragic display of a man who royally fucked up his own way. And I can't promise I won't ever drunk dial or text you again. I send you racey pics because I know it pisses off your chick. So I probably won't stop doing that either. After all I am only a human and I feel pain like everyone else. I would have thought by now you knew what not to do to piss me off. But here let me ease our pain and turn it back into anger. I told you I was going to make you hate me because now everyone can see your bitches nasty hole again. You should have never sent me that photo. Ewwwww its so gross! I apologize in advance for subjecting my fans to this horrible image.You're too hilarious if you really think her scruffy twat got me jealous. Get a grip. I am completely satisfied with my life how you left it except for the financial bind you left me in even though I know I'll be fine. Aside from that everything else has been absolutely great since the day you moved away. Can you take the hint now and leave me the fuck alone already? It's not like you speak to your children on the daily or pay me anyways. So there's really nothing more for you to see here. You already know what it is so what is it You are still looking for? I got another dude already, go take a look he is strong and handsome and he doesn't lie to me like you. So I told him I could be his if he wanted me to be. If I were you I'd buy my chick some wax so she can handle her problem at last. For meanwhile, you need to step the fuck back, wake up and smell the coffee and remember You left me. I am still here in this house. You cheated on me and then tried to lie. I didn't the way you claim I have but you have no proof. I do. Now you're mad but why? Think about it next time you take a dive in your scruff pie. Bye!

#Atliensknowboutthis #WellKnownGwinnettCounty #Scruffmeister

I be representin'

Ludacris – Representing Lyrics (Feat. Kelly Rowland)

I be representin, representin
I be representin, representin
Luda, Yeah
You representin for bad bitches all around the world
The way you put it down in between the sheets
Is like no other girl
You done take it a whole another level of freakiness
When you blow my mind
To the point where all these other women
Feelin like you stole their shine
So I better with it, then I better come split it
And I admit that I’m feeling a little pressure
When you’re telling me I better come get it
But I’m the man for the job
Can’t nobody do it quite like I do
And the same go for you
We a match made in heaven
I’ma stand right by you
Why you saying?

[Chorus]
Just wanna keep all your attention baby
Yeah, alright, alright, alright, hey
It turns me on to know I turn you on, yeah
Ok, ok, ok
Oh Can I grab the wheel and drive you crazy
Yeah, alright, alright, alright, hey
Sit in the front row and watch me perform
You do that and you gonna learn today, hey
I’ll be representing, representing (Get on that thang, Get on that thang)
I’ll be representing, representing (Get on that thang, Get on that thang)
Watch how I put it down

Put it down like ay,
Only know you can do it
Then I’ma hit every single one of your spots
And really you don’t need to walk me through it
But you can talk me through
What I’m asking if it’s mine
Cause I don’t really wanna play
You just tryina see if you can break my f***ing spine,
I’m so attracted, to the way you carry yourself
And keep your composures
You a lady in the street
But behind closed doors you’re a f***ing soldier
A brother will never know
That’s how you like it ha,
Bet that booty pack a mean punch
And I’ma spike it, huh

[Chorus]
Why you saying
Just wanna keep all your attention baby
Yeah, alright, alright, alright, hey
It turns me on to know I turn you on, yeah
Ok, ok, ok
Oh Can I grab the wheel and drive you crazy
Yeah, alright, alright, alright, hey
Sit in the front row and watch me perform
You do that and you gonna learn today, hey
I’ll be representing, representing (Get on that thang, Get on that thang)
I’ll be representing, representing (Get on that thang, Get on that thang)
Watch how I put it down

You’re incredible, edible, unforgettable
Body is so angelical, the rebel with a cause
Speaking in hypotheticals
Could I marry you if I wanted to
I’ll take you how you coming
Just learn to live with your flaws
Even though it’s not that many
You give me that good and plenty
And I walk around all day grinin’
My body and mind are gone
That day so divine
Throw it in the air and turn it to sunshine
You make me wanna call the crib
And say I’m never coming home, luda!

Finding Nemo

My mind is much too deep for if you should try to step in it You will sink. Only there is no bottom so you would never hit the floor. Instead your head would be suffocated to death by the strangling, crippling depth of my depths. You would be swept asunder and left to wonder whether or not you made it back to reality in one piece. Entering my realm is almost like a cry for help because no cries inside my mind are silent, I can hear them all. Will I help you up or let you fall? Neither. You are not welcome here nor there or anywhere and not inside of my mind nor occupying my time. I write. I can conclusify from your delusional try to dive into my mind that you are thrashing out and need some help to find yourself because you are still lost in between the moment of when you quit and when you ceased to exist. I woke up one morning and took a nice long piss, wiped the drip, flushed the toilet and closed the lid. There you went. Glad I could give you a hint. Take a fucking hint.