Gangsta Ballerina: Vie de Voyou Pour Toujours ~Sovth Hammer ~ Primaessa Mercy Stroemann ~ Joan Tara Lea Aufsdrich ~ Ruth Emma Cleveland-Caldwell ~ Sarahby Utah ~ Angelskya Jovonovich
I too was once a sweet sixteen year old kiddo. I too was once an 18 year old angel sweetheart. I too was once ‘The Future’.
Remember what was done to me in 1988 and onwards. Remember how they treated a child, a teen, a kiddo.
Then perhaps one day you’ll understand why I choose to not care nor get involved and remain alone in my old age. Remember, I had exponential potential and they did everything they could to snuff me out and take everything from me out of sheer hatred.
I too was once the future. I too could have been the change we needed in a world.
I want somebody to share Share the rest of my life Share my innermost thoughts Know my intimate details Someone who’ll stand by my side And give me support And in return She’ll get my support She will listen to me When I want to speak About the world we live in And life in general Though my views may be wrong They may even be perverted She will hear me out And won’t easily be converted To my way of thinking In fact she’ll often disagree But at the end of it all She will understand me
I want somebody who cares For me passionately With every thought and with every breath Someone who’ll help me see things In a different light All the things I detest I will almost like I don’t want to be tied To anyone’s strings I’m carefully trying to steer clear Of those things But when I’m asleep I want somebody Who will put their arms around me And kiss me tenderly Though things like this Make me sick In a case like this I’ll get away with it
Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her Slashed her wrists, bored with life Didn’t succeed, thank the Lord For small mercies
Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again Sixteen candles burn in her mind She takes the blame, it’s always the same She goes down on her knees and prays
I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find him laughing
I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find him laughing
Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything Found new life in Jesus Christ Hit by a car, ended up On a life support machine
Summer’s day as she passed away Birds were singing in the summer sky Then came the rain and once again A tear fell from her mother’s eye
I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find him laughing I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find him laughing I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find him laughing I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find him laughing I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find him laughin
It’s not that I don’t wanna share my life with you, baby It’s just that I’m the one I need to be true to, baby And I won’t give up me to be part of you
It’s not that I don’t want to have you in my life, baby It’s just you gotta know that it’s got to be right, baby Before I open up my heart to you
I don’t need somebody to complete me I complete myself Nobody’s got to belong to somebody else
I belong to me I don’t belong to you My heart is my possession I’ll be my own reflection
I belong to me I’m one, not half of two And if you’re gonna love me You should know this, baby That I belong to me
I gotta let you know before I let you in, baby That who I am is not about who I am with, baby That don’t mean I don’t wanna be here with you, I do
I don’t need somebody to complete me I want you to know I’ll give all my love but I’m not givin’ all my soul
I belong to me I don’t belong to you My heart is my possession I’ll be my own reflection
I belong to me I’m one, not half of two And if you’re gonna love me You should know this, baby That I belong to me
Love don’t mean changin’ who you are To be who somebody wants you to be Nobody’s got to belong to nobody
I belong to me I don’t belong to you My heart is my possession I’ll be my own reflection
I belong to me I don’t belong to you My heart is my possession I’ll be my own reflection
I belong to me I’m one, not half of two And if you’re gonna love me You should know this, baby That I belong to me
I have many cousins, and some sisters and brothers with kiddos. I’m content being an Auntie and now a Lola to my grand-nieces and grand-nephews. Family means a lot to me. And they will always be in my life. I will dote on my grands now and assist and adore my own nieces and nephews. I was considering adopting to name certain adoptees after my cousins who already die, but my nieces and nephews and their brothers and sisters can name their kiddos in honor of our fallen and some ‘heroes.’
I don’t want a boyfriend, husband, nor lover because I am selfish, conceited, self-absorbed and dislike having to consider others in my personal life. They are so damn wanty and needy. Please get a dog.
I’m glad Earl Temp Reeves is my brother. And then Keanus and Johns are my cousins. I was going to be a Marine. And then part of Langley, Quantico, and Pentagon. Then considered the UN and foreign service. Fortunately, I’m still a Sister in the Dominican and Grenadine Order. And always, a Virgin Princess Royal of Visayas.
I may not have that kind of love and a husband, but I have family that adores me.
Earl Temp Reeves is my brother – same Father, same Mother. I also have other half-brothers. Keanus and Johns are my cousins. I will never marry. I will never fall in love. I will never take a lover. I will never have children.
But I’m fine with that because I have a large family that loves me and I get to remain a Virgin. And now I can travel the worlds alone, on my own, with my pets and my sanity intact. And do my Art and everything else on my own. And remain in the Dominican and Grenadine Orders – all top tier orders – especially the First Order.