Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Sorry About The Lack Of Updates ???
Sorry bout the lack of Updates as of lately, I promise that in the days to come their will be a few new things on my site....
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Insyde Part 2
Insyde PART 2
Even though, I’ve been in my own world for most of my life, I still come to the thoughts of realization at times, and have to face the world. Mostly alone, but still I’m here. One thing about it, I know that my life is the way it is because, I didn’t realize, I had what it took to be successful. My whole concept has been to speak on everything, I want, or wanted to do in life instead of actually shutting the fuck up, and doing so. Which is why I’m here yet very much unsuccessful, anything can be replaced. So they say, but what about life itself, or maybe in another life, I guess than anything can be replaced. How could dinosaurs roam this earth for millions of years only to be wiped completely out within a single instant, I often think to myself will this also happen to us, and a new race should start a new beginning. Remembering the humans that once walked the earth, I thought at one point, I could see certain things that others couldn’t. My dreams often told stories that started to come true, but not like the actual events. So it was up to me to break down the pieces, and place them where they needed to be. By this time it would already be too late, and if something bad were to happen, I couldn’t prevent it. Prime example just the other night while, I was waiting for my fiancé to come home, I dosed off for a split second. Only to be awakened by an all black butterfly that shot cross my face. People feel that anything black like crows, ravens, and black cats symbolizes death, but me, I beg to differ only because, I see the beauty in those creatures, I had an all black cat once, and even though, I hate birds, I find that the mysteriousness of crows, and ravens an magnificent wonder, but all, and all people do fear what they don’t understand and that’s with anything. Sorry, I got off the point, I tying to make about the butterfly. A couple nights after a boy was shot, and killed in my apartment complex in broad daylight, I wasn’t thinking at the time about the butterfly and could this have been the reason behind its sudden appearance. In the meantime I’ll be sure to keep my eyes open as to anything off balanced…. You’d be surprised the people you meet that can’t go anywhere past what they use to on a daily basis. So that means if stupidity is a daily fact of life then you can’t get upset when that’s all you get from them, I myself will always look for a challenge in everybody that, I run across just because, but unfortunately, I can count on one hand how many have been that challenge for me. I’m not intimidated by different. I’m intrigued by a sense of diversity. Give me that you can converse back and forth with me about any giving subject. Even if you don’t understand the reasons why certain things are the way they are. Talk about it anyway. You be surprise what somebody else can open your eyes to. Leave your comfort zone sometimes, I do it often. Most people wake up in the morning, and one of the first things they do is take a bath. At least, I do anyway. I’m just talking to give you a feel of how, I am, I can’t sing at all, but I sometimes daydream about it. Being able to hit notes from some of my favorite songs. Not the music of today per say. More so old school. How is that in my perfect world, I was supposed to be married at 30, but got serious cold feet about it all. Even still to this day, I wonder if I’m doing the right thing by me, I just have so many questions clouding my head. In the end, I know, I never wanted to be alone, but at the same time this is no reason to hold on and what did that black butterfly symbolize, I have not a single lead other than the recent murder?
Even though, I’ve been in my own world for most of my life, I still come to the thoughts of realization at times, and have to face the world. Mostly alone, but still I’m here. One thing about it, I know that my life is the way it is because, I didn’t realize, I had what it took to be successful. My whole concept has been to speak on everything, I want, or wanted to do in life instead of actually shutting the fuck up, and doing so. Which is why I’m here yet very much unsuccessful, anything can be replaced. So they say, but what about life itself, or maybe in another life, I guess than anything can be replaced. How could dinosaurs roam this earth for millions of years only to be wiped completely out within a single instant, I often think to myself will this also happen to us, and a new race should start a new beginning. Remembering the humans that once walked the earth, I thought at one point, I could see certain things that others couldn’t. My dreams often told stories that started to come true, but not like the actual events. So it was up to me to break down the pieces, and place them where they needed to be. By this time it would already be too late, and if something bad were to happen, I couldn’t prevent it. Prime example just the other night while, I was waiting for my fiancé to come home, I dosed off for a split second. Only to be awakened by an all black butterfly that shot cross my face. People feel that anything black like crows, ravens, and black cats symbolizes death, but me, I beg to differ only because, I see the beauty in those creatures, I had an all black cat once, and even though, I hate birds, I find that the mysteriousness of crows, and ravens an magnificent wonder, but all, and all people do fear what they don’t understand and that’s with anything. Sorry, I got off the point, I tying to make about the butterfly. A couple nights after a boy was shot, and killed in my apartment complex in broad daylight, I wasn’t thinking at the time about the butterfly and could this have been the reason behind its sudden appearance. In the meantime I’ll be sure to keep my eyes open as to anything off balanced…. You’d be surprised the people you meet that can’t go anywhere past what they use to on a daily basis. So that means if stupidity is a daily fact of life then you can’t get upset when that’s all you get from them, I myself will always look for a challenge in everybody that, I run across just because, but unfortunately, I can count on one hand how many have been that challenge for me. I’m not intimidated by different. I’m intrigued by a sense of diversity. Give me that you can converse back and forth with me about any giving subject. Even if you don’t understand the reasons why certain things are the way they are. Talk about it anyway. You be surprise what somebody else can open your eyes to. Leave your comfort zone sometimes, I do it often. Most people wake up in the morning, and one of the first things they do is take a bath. At least, I do anyway. I’m just talking to give you a feel of how, I am, I can’t sing at all, but I sometimes daydream about it. Being able to hit notes from some of my favorite songs. Not the music of today per say. More so old school. How is that in my perfect world, I was supposed to be married at 30, but got serious cold feet about it all. Even still to this day, I wonder if I’m doing the right thing by me, I just have so many questions clouding my head. In the end, I know, I never wanted to be alone, but at the same time this is no reason to hold on and what did that black butterfly symbolize, I have not a single lead other than the recent murder?
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Insyde Part 1
Insyde
31 now, and somehow nowhere near where, I would like to be in life. Instead, I face a never ending story with a relationship from a man who desperately tries to win what he already has. Broken promises, and constant circles, I find myself in the center of it all… searching for answers that, I can’t seem to find. I’m not the person, I should have been a long time ago, and who might that be. Maybe… but then again, I never was at all popular, I never had any real friends, or a crew. Only a few clothes, and a single pair of shoes to fool no real dummies, I got laughed at, and picked on so much, I looked forward when, I arrived. Weak, I was always weak I’d talked to anybody who paid me any attention. Nothing ever lasted long with me because in all honesty. Unlike the others, I had nothing to offer, I remember just giving up. Always late for class. Getting wrote followed by detention, or expelled all together, I figure if, I become them maybe, I could be a part of them, I even had a rich girlfriend, but nobody cared because, I remained a loser. I tried out for the track team, but like everything else with me that soon came to an end. As a child growing up, I never went without. Other than my father not paying me any real mind. As for his reasons. Son, I work, and when, I come home I’m to tire to do anything with you. So my advice is to hang up under your mother. So then, I was a mother’s boy, I remember me my mom and brother were together all the time. It took me a while to realize that the world is not such a wonderful place, I spent most of my life in fairytale world, I made up when all, I had was my action figures. A few cardboard boxes, and black, and white video camera to record anything make believe, I could come up with, I was always into to telling stories, and writing. Drawing women was what, I did best, but that faded to, but my stories always lingered here, and there, I wasn’t aware that, I had this gift. Dolls were the center of my world because mom would never buy them for me growing up. So when, I turned 18, I brought my first Barbie. The more money, I made the larger my collection grew. Before when, I was making my home movies, I would just buy girl action figures. Long as it wasn’t an actual doll she would get it. The ones, I knew looked too much like a doll she wouldn’t get, and that’s when, I took matters into my own hands, and started stealing. It was wrong of course, but my Movies were important to me, and if, I saw a toy that needed the feature, I had to have it in my film. Sadly, I went through all that trouble back then, and I have not even one of those tapes, or any of the action figures today. Which is crazy because, I made a short film everyday to look at? Just for my own entertainment. Call it what you will, but my imagination was, and still is one to be reckoned with.
31 now, and somehow nowhere near where, I would like to be in life. Instead, I face a never ending story with a relationship from a man who desperately tries to win what he already has. Broken promises, and constant circles, I find myself in the center of it all… searching for answers that, I can’t seem to find. I’m not the person, I should have been a long time ago, and who might that be. Maybe… but then again, I never was at all popular, I never had any real friends, or a crew. Only a few clothes, and a single pair of shoes to fool no real dummies, I got laughed at, and picked on so much, I looked forward when, I arrived. Weak, I was always weak I’d talked to anybody who paid me any attention. Nothing ever lasted long with me because in all honesty. Unlike the others, I had nothing to offer, I remember just giving up. Always late for class. Getting wrote followed by detention, or expelled all together, I figure if, I become them maybe, I could be a part of them, I even had a rich girlfriend, but nobody cared because, I remained a loser. I tried out for the track team, but like everything else with me that soon came to an end. As a child growing up, I never went without. Other than my father not paying me any real mind. As for his reasons. Son, I work, and when, I come home I’m to tire to do anything with you. So my advice is to hang up under your mother. So then, I was a mother’s boy, I remember me my mom and brother were together all the time. It took me a while to realize that the world is not such a wonderful place, I spent most of my life in fairytale world, I made up when all, I had was my action figures. A few cardboard boxes, and black, and white video camera to record anything make believe, I could come up with, I was always into to telling stories, and writing. Drawing women was what, I did best, but that faded to, but my stories always lingered here, and there, I wasn’t aware that, I had this gift. Dolls were the center of my world because mom would never buy them for me growing up. So when, I turned 18, I brought my first Barbie. The more money, I made the larger my collection grew. Before when, I was making my home movies, I would just buy girl action figures. Long as it wasn’t an actual doll she would get it. The ones, I knew looked too much like a doll she wouldn’t get, and that’s when, I took matters into my own hands, and started stealing. It was wrong of course, but my Movies were important to me, and if, I saw a toy that needed the feature, I had to have it in my film. Sadly, I went through all that trouble back then, and I have not even one of those tapes, or any of the action figures today. Which is crazy because, I made a short film everyday to look at? Just for my own entertainment. Call it what you will, but my imagination was, and still is one to be reckoned with.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
At One Point I Was Ready To Give Up
At One Point I Was Ready To Give Up
I try to make light of every situation, I can that’s possibly at best. That being said with the harsh demons of the world, I could go on forever in a day about how we could be, or how we could end up making this world a better place, but who are we kidding… Huh… Who, but look in the mirror because this is a product of what we have done to ourselves. So in the end how could we blame anybody for our approaching to becoming extinct, I don’t always want to hate nor do, I want to smile. Sometimes, I even would like to be there for people that, I don’t even know. Today for the first time my writing was criticized because they felt as though my lack of not using punctuations was a result of not being educated, but in all honesty the point, I was trying to make didn’t call to have any of the sort, I knew what, I was doing and my point got to who it needed to, but in that moment, I won’t lie. It hurt my feelings because this world is cruel. If this is something that, I plan to do then my skin will have to become as close to bulletproof as possible if not all the way. Once you work is out there for the world to see. You have to expect everything to come with any type of feedback. Good, or Bad… Just because you work hard on something thinking it’s the best you’ve put out yet. Maybe nobody else will view things in such a light. Does it hurt? Of course it does, but that should make you that much more determined to make them believe/ just as you do its okay to cry about the mishap, but don’t stay there for too long, I Blog a lot and for a long time nobody would even view what, I would put out. So, I became discouraged and did something stupid, I deleted everything, and gave up, I knew in the my heart that it was wrong, but I let my head confused my thoughts. Then for about almost a year, I gave up writing all together, I just didn’t have the time anymore and nobody was reading anything, I wrote. So maybe, I put into my own head that, I wasn’t any good. Never calling on God because, I was set in my ways to just forget about it all together. Then, I fell in love so, I thought yet again with someone who could care less even if, I too where alive, I grabbed my laptop, and I wrote this heartfelt amazing poem that still to this day nobody including him couldn’t respond. That’s how deep inside it was, I always as a person felt lonely inside... Even in my relationship to date. It’s not his fault honestly it’s just so things, I have to find within myself to let go. Anyway after, I wrote the poem it got me back into writing more, but this time everything that, I wrote was a status on my Face book Page, or anything that, I thought was securely saved on my USB port, I wouldn’t post it on the internet in fear that the same thing would happen, and all my work would be in vain, but eventually, I realized laying in my bed that, I had a gift to make a difference, and not everybody will everybody will love what you do, but if you have one person to say. Hey Great Job… Than that makes all the difference, I can’t give up my dreams just because at the time nobody was there. So, I started a new Blog and I posted day in, and day out, and sure just like last time ( NOTHING ) but slowly but shortly the views started coming more, and more, and even though, I feel it could be a lot better than it is, but at least now I’m making a lot more progress than, I was the first time. My first Blog was up for almost 6 months, and I had less than 30 views. Now it’s been the same only this time, I have over 4,000 views. This may not seem like a lot to somebody who score major views on every single post, but for me I’m thankful, and grateful for every view, and comment that, I get because remember, I almost gave up because, I let everything, I was going through plus that weight of the world bring me to a place. Where in my mind failure was an option, and it’s now because it’s never too late for change, and when times get that low. Take my advice reach out, and call his name because it’s a long, long road…
Trinidad B.
P.S. If you wondering why, I never posted the poem, I just felt that it was a dark road for me, I cried so much that night after. A part of me just didn’t want to relive that moment all over again, and now that I’m talking about it, I honestly don’t know what to do about it?
I try to make light of every situation, I can that’s possibly at best. That being said with the harsh demons of the world, I could go on forever in a day about how we could be, or how we could end up making this world a better place, but who are we kidding… Huh… Who, but look in the mirror because this is a product of what we have done to ourselves. So in the end how could we blame anybody for our approaching to becoming extinct, I don’t always want to hate nor do, I want to smile. Sometimes, I even would like to be there for people that, I don’t even know. Today for the first time my writing was criticized because they felt as though my lack of not using punctuations was a result of not being educated, but in all honesty the point, I was trying to make didn’t call to have any of the sort, I knew what, I was doing and my point got to who it needed to, but in that moment, I won’t lie. It hurt my feelings because this world is cruel. If this is something that, I plan to do then my skin will have to become as close to bulletproof as possible if not all the way. Once you work is out there for the world to see. You have to expect everything to come with any type of feedback. Good, or Bad… Just because you work hard on something thinking it’s the best you’ve put out yet. Maybe nobody else will view things in such a light. Does it hurt? Of course it does, but that should make you that much more determined to make them believe/ just as you do its okay to cry about the mishap, but don’t stay there for too long, I Blog a lot and for a long time nobody would even view what, I would put out. So, I became discouraged and did something stupid, I deleted everything, and gave up, I knew in the my heart that it was wrong, but I let my head confused my thoughts. Then for about almost a year, I gave up writing all together, I just didn’t have the time anymore and nobody was reading anything, I wrote. So maybe, I put into my own head that, I wasn’t any good. Never calling on God because, I was set in my ways to just forget about it all together. Then, I fell in love so, I thought yet again with someone who could care less even if, I too where alive, I grabbed my laptop, and I wrote this heartfelt amazing poem that still to this day nobody including him couldn’t respond. That’s how deep inside it was, I always as a person felt lonely inside... Even in my relationship to date. It’s not his fault honestly it’s just so things, I have to find within myself to let go. Anyway after, I wrote the poem it got me back into writing more, but this time everything that, I wrote was a status on my Face book Page, or anything that, I thought was securely saved on my USB port, I wouldn’t post it on the internet in fear that the same thing would happen, and all my work would be in vain, but eventually, I realized laying in my bed that, I had a gift to make a difference, and not everybody will everybody will love what you do, but if you have one person to say. Hey Great Job… Than that makes all the difference, I can’t give up my dreams just because at the time nobody was there. So, I started a new Blog and I posted day in, and day out, and sure just like last time ( NOTHING ) but slowly but shortly the views started coming more, and more, and even though, I feel it could be a lot better than it is, but at least now I’m making a lot more progress than, I was the first time. My first Blog was up for almost 6 months, and I had less than 30 views. Now it’s been the same only this time, I have over 4,000 views. This may not seem like a lot to somebody who score major views on every single post, but for me I’m thankful, and grateful for every view, and comment that, I get because remember, I almost gave up because, I let everything, I was going through plus that weight of the world bring me to a place. Where in my mind failure was an option, and it’s now because it’s never too late for change, and when times get that low. Take my advice reach out, and call his name because it’s a long, long road…
Trinidad B.
P.S. If you wondering why, I never posted the poem, I just felt that it was a dark road for me, I cried so much that night after. A part of me just didn’t want to relive that moment all over again, and now that I’m talking about it, I honestly don’t know what to do about it?
Monday, June 10, 2013
Incest Part 3 Why I Decided To Speak Upon It
Incest Part 3
Why I Decided To Speak Upon It
Honestly when, I wrote my opinion about it originally, I had no idea that, I would get as many responses as, I did. This is a touchy subject to a lot of people that don’t understand why one would even indulge. Quiet as it’s kept… most of the growth of sexual activity starts within the own home. How are we to know that if nobody’s talking about it simply because they are afraid to? Nobody wants to be viewed a certain way because they fell in love and or tried to figure things out by having some kind of sexual relations with someone in their family. See this becomes a natural thing to those partaking in such because this is the life they live. Of course if you’re not then you wouldn’t understand thus having negative opinions about it. Which is why nobody talks about this? Picture you having a normal conversation with your boys just hanging out. Everybody’s talking about sports and girls. Then you offer to tell them, I smashed my sister last night, or I let my brother suck my dick. For some just reading that alone is enough for them to throw up. I’m just keeping it all real from how the world and the gray area project things back. They won’t receive it well and you would probably lose them once they found out about it. Most of us have tunnel vision to a lot that is going on in the world. Simply because they don’t want to believe it’s there. Let s not rule out rape and homosexuality as well. Also very common in incest, I wrote on it because, I want to raise awareness that incest is a part of us. It’s all around us every minute to every day to every second. As, I said in my last two post, I don’t judge. Nor do, I find an issue with it because honesty it doesn’t affect me as a person. I’m not going to run out, and sex any members of my family because maybe, I know somebody, or I have a friend that does. This is not the type of person, I am. Who cares what people think about me, I don’t live for them. Anybody who knows me knows that they can talk to me about any and everything. Once a person feels they can’t then they won’t and it’s not so much that people won’t talk about it. They are afraid to… I’m writing about it and I’ve never heard one person bring it to me other than writing to me anonymously. Everything else I’ve seen was only on videos and documentaries and even then those types of videos don’t feature African Americans. My goal is to find individuals that aren’t afraid to speak out about this. You don’t have to tell me that it won’t be easy because, I already know. Anything that’s easy won’t be worth it anyway. Believe it or not, I would love to make a difference, but not in the same way as other people, I want to touch basis on the things that make this world fear so much to open the doors for others to break free. With just my post alone I’ve inspired so many people. So truth be told I’ve already made a bit of a difference. Change has to start somewhere why not with you?
Honestly when, I wrote my opinion about it originally, I had no idea that, I would get as many responses as, I did. This is a touchy subject to a lot of people that don’t understand why one would even indulge. Quiet as it’s kept… most of the growth of sexual activity starts within the own home. How are we to know that if nobody’s talking about it simply because they are afraid to? Nobody wants to be viewed a certain way because they fell in love and or tried to figure things out by having some kind of sexual relations with someone in their family. See this becomes a natural thing to those partaking in such because this is the life they live. Of course if you’re not then you wouldn’t understand thus having negative opinions about it. Which is why nobody talks about this? Picture you having a normal conversation with your boys just hanging out. Everybody’s talking about sports and girls. Then you offer to tell them, I smashed my sister last night, or I let my brother suck my dick. For some just reading that alone is enough for them to throw up. I’m just keeping it all real from how the world and the gray area project things back. They won’t receive it well and you would probably lose them once they found out about it. Most of us have tunnel vision to a lot that is going on in the world. Simply because they don’t want to believe it’s there. Let s not rule out rape and homosexuality as well. Also very common in incest, I wrote on it because, I want to raise awareness that incest is a part of us. It’s all around us every minute to every day to every second. As, I said in my last two post, I don’t judge. Nor do, I find an issue with it because honesty it doesn’t affect me as a person. I’m not going to run out, and sex any members of my family because maybe, I know somebody, or I have a friend that does. This is not the type of person, I am. Who cares what people think about me, I don’t live for them. Anybody who knows me knows that they can talk to me about any and everything. Once a person feels they can’t then they won’t and it’s not so much that people won’t talk about it. They are afraid to… I’m writing about it and I’ve never heard one person bring it to me other than writing to me anonymously. Everything else I’ve seen was only on videos and documentaries and even then those types of videos don’t feature African Americans. My goal is to find individuals that aren’t afraid to speak out about this. You don’t have to tell me that it won’t be easy because, I already know. Anything that’s easy won’t be worth it anyway. Believe it or not, I would love to make a difference, but not in the same way as other people, I want to touch basis on the things that make this world fear so much to open the doors for others to break free. With just my post alone I’ve inspired so many people. So truth be told I’ve already made a bit of a difference. Change has to start somewhere why not with you?
Friday, June 7, 2013
Trinidad Updates 6/7/13
Every now and again, I bring you updates on what I'm doing just to keep you posted. I'm currently still hard at work every night on my three mini series as well as trying to get my Foundation started for the struggles of gender identity. These things will come into play all hopefully soon, I don't want to put a set date on any releases because then when it doesn't come out. Not only will, I be disappointed. You all will as well. Also as soon as, I get the proper equipment for my show. That would be feature as well. Those are my updates and as always, I will always keep you posted on the latest. Thank You... Trinidad B.
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
White Teens have 3-way atop dead Black men
Bethany McKee, top left; Adam Landerman, top right; Joshua Miner, bottom left and Alisa Massaro, bottom right
By// Mariah Craddick
The most disturbing news you will read today: four White teens in Joliet, IL have been accused of strangling two young Black men to death then heinously engaging in three-way sex on top of their dead bodies.
According to Patch.com, Adam M. Landerman, 19, Bethany L. Mckee, 18, Joshua F. Miner, 24, and Alisa R. Massaro, 18, invited both Terrance O. Rankins and Eric Glover over to a party which was said to be a lure to rob them of cash. The victims were then strangled to death; no rope or chord was used.
“I think you need to know that this is one of the most brutal, heinous, really upsetting things that [I've seen] in 27 years of law enforcement,” police chief Mike Trafton told Patch.com. “After the homicides were committed, they continued the party atmosphere, I guess I would say, without getting into it any further.”
According to court documents, Miner allegedly told authorities that his girlfriend Massaro fantasized about having sex with a copse and he wanted to fulfill her fantasy. So he tied the lifeless bodies of Rankins and Glover up in beige sheets so that they could lie atop them. Massara then engaged in sex with Miner and Landerman. Landerman is the son of Joliet Police Sgt. Julie Landerman.
All four suspects are currently being held in the Will County jail with a $10 million bond.
What kind of drugs were these people on? Or are there really just these kind of sick people in the world? Sadly, it’s probably a combination of both.
Head over to Patch.com to read more about the case. My thoughts on all of this, I mean it's beyond me to even think of a responds, I can say that it's sick. The story is all over everywhere. Being as that may be. How could one have a sexual desire towards anything we as people don't understand. He stated that she wanted to have sex basically with a dead body. So in all reality killing them to satisfy the desire. Of course other things was thrown in the mist of the act. This just goes to say that you don't know what anybody is capable of in any way... Even if you have been knowing them for a while. For me personally, I just don't understand it all, but so many words at this point won't rule it out of my mind Bless the Families for them Trinidad B.
By// Mariah Craddick
The most disturbing news you will read today: four White teens in Joliet, IL have been accused of strangling two young Black men to death then heinously engaging in three-way sex on top of their dead bodies.
According to Patch.com, Adam M. Landerman, 19, Bethany L. Mckee, 18, Joshua F. Miner, 24, and Alisa R. Massaro, 18, invited both Terrance O. Rankins and Eric Glover over to a party which was said to be a lure to rob them of cash. The victims were then strangled to death; no rope or chord was used.
“I think you need to know that this is one of the most brutal, heinous, really upsetting things that [I've seen] in 27 years of law enforcement,” police chief Mike Trafton told Patch.com. “After the homicides were committed, they continued the party atmosphere, I guess I would say, without getting into it any further.”
According to court documents, Miner allegedly told authorities that his girlfriend Massaro fantasized about having sex with a copse and he wanted to fulfill her fantasy. So he tied the lifeless bodies of Rankins and Glover up in beige sheets so that they could lie atop them. Massara then engaged in sex with Miner and Landerman. Landerman is the son of Joliet Police Sgt. Julie Landerman.
All four suspects are currently being held in the Will County jail with a $10 million bond.
What kind of drugs were these people on? Or are there really just these kind of sick people in the world? Sadly, it’s probably a combination of both.
Head over to Patch.com to read more about the case. My thoughts on all of this, I mean it's beyond me to even think of a responds, I can say that it's sick. The story is all over everywhere. Being as that may be. How could one have a sexual desire towards anything we as people don't understand. He stated that she wanted to have sex basically with a dead body. So in all reality killing them to satisfy the desire. Of course other things was thrown in the mist of the act. This just goes to say that you don't know what anybody is capable of in any way... Even if you have been knowing them for a while. For me personally, I just don't understand it all, but so many words at this point won't rule it out of my mind Bless the Families for them Trinidad B.
Was I Afraid Too
Was I Afraid Too
Once, I thought, I did everything, I could do to in order to keep him by his side. If felt so dreamy each time he said my name, and with that somehow he became blind to my eyes, I can’t say that he loved him because wouldn’t get that far, I had needs that obviously wasn’t his, I was too stupid and the opposite of unforgiving. Smile for the fans even though he wasn’t even worth it, but for some reason I played myself into thinking he was. He use to sooth me when, I became caught in the rain. Well no, I guess he wasn’t… Maybe, I now that I think about it I only saw what my eyes wanted to see. One month led to two weeks on to just a couple of days, but my heart tricked me to feel it was certain. Scratching a quarter of an inch below the surface, I felt I needed him in my life. All my friends tried to warn me, but when you’re so caught out there. What part of that do you really want to have anything to do with? He said he loved me only when we fucked. Let’s be fair in all reality that’s all it was to him. I said it because it’s what I felt. Dealing with the cards, I was dealt in a set manipulation to gain more than he had from the next, I was there threw it all. Breaking my bones to mold the legs as he refuses to stand. Constantly telling me nothings change, I sacrificed all that had, but no matter what, I drained you cut and drained more. Eventually the pain became a too much to bear, I could no longer energize. Was, I afraid to walk away from you, but hating you is what, I needed to do to reverse the hurt you set fire to me. Sort out in the end a marriage proposal that was in efforts to get me to reverse, but a dial to and all of seven months later, I hated him within that moment more than, I loved him. Why they play the ones that will always hold them down, I have no answer. No regrets only sadness found there
Naudia Died because he Killed all she was because, I was afraid too
Once, I thought, I did everything, I could do to in order to keep him by his side. If felt so dreamy each time he said my name, and with that somehow he became blind to my eyes, I can’t say that he loved him because wouldn’t get that far, I had needs that obviously wasn’t his, I was too stupid and the opposite of unforgiving. Smile for the fans even though he wasn’t even worth it, but for some reason I played myself into thinking he was. He use to sooth me when, I became caught in the rain. Well no, I guess he wasn’t… Maybe, I now that I think about it I only saw what my eyes wanted to see. One month led to two weeks on to just a couple of days, but my heart tricked me to feel it was certain. Scratching a quarter of an inch below the surface, I felt I needed him in my life. All my friends tried to warn me, but when you’re so caught out there. What part of that do you really want to have anything to do with? He said he loved me only when we fucked. Let’s be fair in all reality that’s all it was to him. I said it because it’s what I felt. Dealing with the cards, I was dealt in a set manipulation to gain more than he had from the next, I was there threw it all. Breaking my bones to mold the legs as he refuses to stand. Constantly telling me nothings change, I sacrificed all that had, but no matter what, I drained you cut and drained more. Eventually the pain became a too much to bear, I could no longer energize. Was, I afraid to walk away from you, but hating you is what, I needed to do to reverse the hurt you set fire to me. Sort out in the end a marriage proposal that was in efforts to get me to reverse, but a dial to and all of seven months later, I hated him within that moment more than, I loved him. Why they play the ones that will always hold them down, I have no answer. No regrets only sadness found there
Naudia Died because he Killed all she was because, I was afraid too
Monday, June 3, 2013
Forgettable Slaves Become Unnoticed
Forgettable Slaves Become Unnoticed
In this world we live in we like to think that anything’s possible, but when the idea is brought to most of us. We often flake at the idea that it could be anything less of what it is now, I personally believe that if we are here. Why can’t they be there? Who are they, I wouldn’t know, but if we never could imagine anything as far as the eye could see, or the mind could only believe. How would we. Some of us have the damndest of times trying to figure out lil simple shit. So when it comes to a point in which we all could get sucked into so parrellel world trying to find our way back. This is where shit starts to get real. Take our straight world for instance. Now this is a world that is catered only to straight individuals. Nothing in between. The fight for equal rights begins all over again, but over time certain things have leaked threw any available cracks. Remember where there’s a will. There’s a way. Putting entirely too much pressure on an egg. It’s bound to break. Now take a Gay world, and all the things that come with it. Now this is supposed to be everything within. So just like back when Niggers were slaves, and were literally dying to be free. The whites could invade the blacks, but if the blacks did the same they would be killed for overstepping ones boundaries. Sad, but true… a lot of people don’t know it, but we haven’t been free for that long, and we would still be slaves if the blacks that to a stand didn’t fight for our freedom. Sure if not them it would have been somebody else, but how long. Now it’s sort of history repeated itself only with Straight Vs Gay being this time the Straights are the Whites and the Gays are the Blacks, I say this because it has so many similarities to how it use to be back then. For example Gays still don’t have equal rights as well as Gays can’t just invade the straight world at will, but the Straights can invade the Gay world whenever because this is what they subject ourselves to. Why not make it just as hard for them as they make it for us, but in this Parrellel world the worlds are reverse, and everything is equal. Now giving a choice to live one, or the other, or both. All consider normal. Nothing out the ordinary. With a life that you can be who or what you are with no issues other than what you project to people. Nothing changes, but sexual orientation because in a world such as this. There is no such thing as Gay, Bi, D.L, and Or Straight. It’s just freedom. Being in the world of today and then being suck into a world where sexuality was nothing of the sort. How would Individuals handle not being judge by who they chose to have a relationship with. Who they have sex with, or be friends with. That world doesn’t have to only exist in our minds because we have come a long way, and before long. The essence of evolution will run its natural course. I’m not a slave to the unavailable just because you have that right to make us feel that way. The greater question is… Are you???
Trinidad B.
In this world we live in we like to think that anything’s possible, but when the idea is brought to most of us. We often flake at the idea that it could be anything less of what it is now, I personally believe that if we are here. Why can’t they be there? Who are they, I wouldn’t know, but if we never could imagine anything as far as the eye could see, or the mind could only believe. How would we. Some of us have the damndest of times trying to figure out lil simple shit. So when it comes to a point in which we all could get sucked into so parrellel world trying to find our way back. This is where shit starts to get real. Take our straight world for instance. Now this is a world that is catered only to straight individuals. Nothing in between. The fight for equal rights begins all over again, but over time certain things have leaked threw any available cracks. Remember where there’s a will. There’s a way. Putting entirely too much pressure on an egg. It’s bound to break. Now take a Gay world, and all the things that come with it. Now this is supposed to be everything within. So just like back when Niggers were slaves, and were literally dying to be free. The whites could invade the blacks, but if the blacks did the same they would be killed for overstepping ones boundaries. Sad, but true… a lot of people don’t know it, but we haven’t been free for that long, and we would still be slaves if the blacks that to a stand didn’t fight for our freedom. Sure if not them it would have been somebody else, but how long. Now it’s sort of history repeated itself only with Straight Vs Gay being this time the Straights are the Whites and the Gays are the Blacks, I say this because it has so many similarities to how it use to be back then. For example Gays still don’t have equal rights as well as Gays can’t just invade the straight world at will, but the Straights can invade the Gay world whenever because this is what they subject ourselves to. Why not make it just as hard for them as they make it for us, but in this Parrellel world the worlds are reverse, and everything is equal. Now giving a choice to live one, or the other, or both. All consider normal. Nothing out the ordinary. With a life that you can be who or what you are with no issues other than what you project to people. Nothing changes, but sexual orientation because in a world such as this. There is no such thing as Gay, Bi, D.L, and Or Straight. It’s just freedom. Being in the world of today and then being suck into a world where sexuality was nothing of the sort. How would Individuals handle not being judge by who they chose to have a relationship with. Who they have sex with, or be friends with. That world doesn’t have to only exist in our minds because we have come a long way, and before long. The essence of evolution will run its natural course. I’m not a slave to the unavailable just because you have that right to make us feel that way. The greater question is… Are you???
Trinidad B.
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