doingtoomuch.

haven't blogged in a minute.

the last blog i made didn't go through well from my phone, so i'll summarize that.



pretty much, i went to the America's Most Wanted Tour.
it was hype, no thanks to young jeezy *no disrespect, but i just don't bang with his music on the regular.
and uhhh, the PERSON I PAID SIXTY DOLLARS TO SEE failed to enter the building due to a torn ACl. yes, i am talking about Drake. boo hoo, i'll catch him next time i guess.


so i have come to the sad conclusion that i think way too much. i mean, thinking is good. but at times, like now, i overanalyze things . .

i came across this quote today on my friend Jessie's myspace:

Don't make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option.

so i'm sitting here like . . DAMN. that's so true and applies to me right now . .

*NOTE;this applies to more than it seems.
so i've decided that all of you worthless priorities will soon become options because i realize now that that's all i am and will ever be to you.
i hate getting my hopes up, saying to myself this is the day, when really it's just like every other pointless day i spend waiting on you.
i kept my hopes up telling myself that it WOULD be sooner than later and that i didn't need no one else, but it's obvious that i was on some other shit when i said that.
don't get me wrong, i'm not saying goodbye, you are the weakest link . .
but i AM saying that i aint a doll and this aint a dollhouse. i won't ALWAYS be here like a barbie when you actually WANT to play.



so i will leave you with this. [fast forward to 1:00]

"i aint a doll; i'll never be made of plastic. so glad that my heart's elastic . . "