Comments for The Lush Movement http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com consuming a little too much of any and everything... Fri, 05 Dec 2008 20:48:21 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 Comment on Ode to Vivian: Taste the Memories by mikewalzman http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/15/ode-to-vivian-taste-the-memories/#comment-41 mikewalzman Fri, 05 Dec 2008 20:48:21 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=153#comment-41 I don’t know which was awesome-er: the time I requested malt for my fries and you brought me a cup filled to the brim with powdered malt intended for a root beer float. Or perhaps, it was how you eagerly came over to make sure we were still enjoying our food just the same, as if it would somehow loose it’s appeal after the third, fifth, or twenty-fifth bite. haha, luving it. (that just reminded me of the Mc Donald's commercial, ba da dah da dah, im luving it....and im done, ha I don’t know which was awesome-er: the time I requested malt for my fries and you brought me a cup filled to the brim with powdered malt intended for a root beer float. Or perhaps, it was how you eagerly came over to make sure we were still enjoying our food just the same, as if it would somehow loose it’s appeal after the third, fifth, or twenty-fifth bite.

haha, luving it. (that just reminded me of the Mc Donald’s commercial, ba da dah da dah, im luving it….and im done, ha

]]> Comment on Ode to Vivian: Taste the Memories by Bella http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/15/ode-to-vivian-taste-the-memories/#comment-35 Bella Sat, 15 Nov 2008 20:17:26 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=153#comment-35 You know, I've never been to Nifty Fifties? You know, I’ve never been to Nifty Fifties?

]]> Comment on Here’s to Hoodrats by Bella http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/14/heres-to-hoodrats/#comment-34 Bella Sat, 15 Nov 2008 01:52:18 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=144#comment-34 Nope. I prefer my women classy. Thanks!</a> Nope. I prefer my women classy. Thanks!

]]> Comment on When you Know They’re Cheating… by mzsoul http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/08/cheating/#comment-33 mzsoul Fri, 14 Nov 2008 07:53:29 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=113#comment-33 good one bella...must try. good one bella…must try.

]]> Comment on When you Know They’re Cheating… by Bella http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/08/cheating/#comment-29 Bella Fri, 14 Nov 2008 02:14:52 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=113#comment-29 or cutting the crotch out of the jeans..LOL or cutting the crotch out of the jeans..LOL

]]> Comment on Preach On! Song of the Week… by mzsoul http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/05/they-just-dont-make-em-like-this-anymore-classic-of-the-week/#comment-27 mzsoul Thu, 13 Nov 2008 19:29:50 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=82#comment-27 sister atira, you feel why this song touched me. sister atira, you feel why this song touched me.

]]> Comment on When you Know They’re Cheating… by mzsoul http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/08/cheating/#comment-26 mzsoul Thu, 13 Nov 2008 18:54:35 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=113#comment-26 Oh, and try pouring oil on clothes--it is so much more fun than the windows! Oh, and try pouring oil on clothes–it is so much more fun than the windows!

]]> Comment on When you Know They’re Cheating… by mzsoul http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/08/cheating/#comment-25 mzsoul Thu, 13 Nov 2008 18:53:56 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=113#comment-25 Atira!!! Let me find out you are the true "Bust your windows out your car" girl! I know all too well the feeling you are talking about. Teh best I can describe it is, feeling detached. It's like you feel like something is missing and you don't know why. It hits you like a ton of bricks. I know the feeling like the back of my hand now (that's how many times I've been cheated on). The last time, I cried, pleaded to God to not allow me back into a place that it took me so long to get out of the first time. I felt myself slipping back in to depression, and feeling less than...That shit passed so fast! I know, now, that you have to stay present. And presently, I am SO GOOD! I don't have to be someone's mommy/girlfriend, while they are somewhere being single...but I do wish I could meet my equal. *sigh* Atira!!! Let me find out you are the true “Bust your windows out your car” girl!

I know all too well the feeling you are talking about. Teh best I can describe it is, feeling detached. It’s like you feel like something is missing and you don’t know why. It hits you like a ton of bricks. I know the feeling like the back of my hand now (that’s how many times I’ve been cheated on).

The last time, I cried, pleaded to God to not allow me back into a place that it took me so long to get out of the first time. I felt myself slipping back in to depression, and feeling less than…That shit passed so fast! I know, now, that you have to stay present. And presently, I am SO GOOD! I don’t have to be someone’s mommy/girlfriend, while they are somewhere being single…but I do wish I could meet my equal. *sigh*

]]> Comment on When you Know They’re Cheating… by Atira http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/08/cheating/#comment-24 Atira Thu, 13 Nov 2008 03:55:25 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=113#comment-24 So I was in a relationship and I remember this day like it just happened, I was already feeling like something was off or that he didnt love me anymore, so I called him that day and told him I want to come over, he told he didnt feel like picking me up, so I took the bus all the way over to his house only to be ignored. At that moment I went upstairs and just cried on the edge of the bed. I cried because I felt like this was all that was left for me, a life of loving someone who didnt have the time or the desire to love me back. I must have cried myself to sleep because he woke me up and asked me to move over, I guess I should have walked out but during this whole relationship he beat me down so much emotionally that I didnt have the self esteem to leave or say that I was to good for this. Eventually he broke it off with me, which left me confused and hurt and in the bed for weeks looking crazy, hair not done, bags on my face. I good friend of mine at the time came over to snap me out of it..... but see GOD works in mysterious ways because something out of the blue made her hack into he email account and there this email sat from this chick named Sara.... that name still get me mad. Saying that she loved him and he knows how she feels and that he has someone else but she will always love him, to say the least I went off , me and home girl took a ride and I ended up keying his car and busting his windows( because I paid for them motherfuckers) do i regret it...... hell no. So I was in a relationship and I remember this day like it just happened, I was already feeling like something was off or that he didnt love me anymore, so I called him that day and told him I want to come over, he told he didnt feel like picking me up, so I took the bus all the way over to his house only to be ignored. At that moment I went upstairs and just cried on the edge of the bed. I cried because I felt like this was all that was left for me, a life of loving someone who didnt have the time or the desire to love me back. I must have cried myself to sleep because he woke me up and asked me to move over, I guess I should have walked out but during this whole relationship he beat me down so much emotionally that I didnt have the self esteem to leave or say that I was to good for this. Eventually he broke it off with me, which left me confused and hurt and in the bed for weeks looking crazy, hair not done, bags on my face. I good friend of mine at the time came over to snap me out of it….. but see GOD works in mysterious ways because something out of the blue made her hack into he email account and there this email sat from this chick named Sara…. that name still get me mad. Saying that she loved him and he knows how she feels and that he has someone else but she will always love him, to say the least I went off , me and home girl took a ride and I ended up keying his car and busting his windows( because I paid for them motherfuckers) do i regret it…… hell no.

]]> Comment on Preach On! Song of the Week… by Atira http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/2008/11/05/they-just-dont-make-em-like-this-anymore-classic-of-the-week/#comment-23 Atira Thu, 13 Nov 2008 03:33:19 +0000 http://thelushmovement.wordpress.com/?p=82#comment-23 At this moment Im sitting at desk..... crying. I know these words to be true because Im living them. I love hard with all my emotions and unfortunatly the outcome ends like this. At this moment Im sitting at desk….. crying. I know these words to be true because Im living them. I love hard with all my emotions and unfortunatly the outcome ends like this.

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