April 1. April Smarts

April 1. April Smarts

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Happy New Year! That took me all of 91 days! Whew! It's been an amazing 91 days all the same. Days, weeks and months have gone by in 2016 and I am beyond grateful for everything that has come my way this year. I particularly love love love April (Duh! it's my birth month). I don't really make so much of a big deal about my birthday. I just prefer to get away from all the social media noise, reminisce about the past, plan for the future and enjoy the day with one or two close friends. This year wont be any much different. I've been feeling quite old lately though, but that's good too. I took a stock of Q1 2016 yesterday and I was happy. My typical attitude to…
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Gratitude

Gratitude

libretto, uberhuman
I'm grateful for the wheels beneath my feet; and the crazy speed I do get away with; I'm thankful for the roof and the walls and the solitude they brings me; I'm grateful for the bones, the skin and the silhouette; and the beef that comes along with them; I'm thankful for each strand, each loc and each braid; the length, the style and the choice; I'm grateful for the heels and the choice to keep them high or low, black or blue; I'm thankful for pain; and the prospects of the princes and princesses that make it all perfect; I'm grateful for the bills, the cheques and the mails; my attention is definitely required; I'm thankful for sometimes being ungrateful;  I'm grateful for the sun, the wind and the…
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Libretto | Royals by Lorde

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A few days ago, while listening to the Chloe and Halle's version of the Cover of Royals by Lord (remember Chloe and Halle from my previous post), I was impressed by the clarity of the lyrics even after listening to Royals a gazillion times. So basically, the lyrics song just dropped some "rev" in me that I decided to write about. Here's are the lyrics once again: [Verse 1] I've never seen a diamond in the flesh I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies And I'm not proud of my address, In a torn-up town, no postcode envy [Bridge] But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room, We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.…
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