i need a man.
not a boy, thanks.
ya’ll can’t handle?
not a boy, thanks.
ya’ll can’t handle?
“Lord, please forgive me for beating this bitch ass today, Lord. Lord, please forgive me for even thinking bout beatin her ass again … Girl, you better quit interrupting my prayers before God direct me to whoop your ass.”
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Saaphyri (via beacakes)
buwahaha! i remember watching this episode & i was like, “DUDE, chick needs to fall back before Saaphyri gets God’s permission.” HAHA!
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“And since we all came from a woman, got our name from a woman, and our game from a woman; I wonder why we take from our women, why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it’s time to kill for our women, time to heal our women, be real to our women. And if we don’t we’ll have a race of babies, that will hate the ladies, that make the babies. And since a man can’t make one, he has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one. So will the real men get up, I know you’re fed up ladies, but keep your head up.”
— 2pac (via hella-gela) (via inhalethatshit) (via playdirty)
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feeling 85%! whooooo!
YAY! my cousin is getting better :) PRAY FOR HER BITCHES <3 <3 <3 i don’t mean to call ya’ll bitches. you know. figure of speech kinda thang :)
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DEFUNIAK SPRINGS – He was quiet. She wasn’t. He liked to hunt, while she loved her potted plants.
She was 16 when they met in a skating rink. They eloped in a dump truck later that year.
After 59 years of marriage, James and Lolie Brackin died Saturday morning only moments apart.
“They say when you die, you’re immediately in the presence of Jesus,” said their youngest daughter, Dana Troublefield. “I think she got up there and said, ‘Where’s my husband?’ And Jesus said, ‘Just a minute. I’m working on that.’
“She didn’t like to go anywhere alone,” Troublefield added.
At the time of their deaths, James was 79 and Lolie three years younger. They called each other “Honey” so often that one of their granddaughters thought it was her grandfather’s name.
They had four daughters, Carol, Debbie, Cindy and, finally Dana, who came 20 years after their first.
James told their oldest daughter, Carol Gruver, almost a decade ago that he was worried about dying first because he didn’t think Lolie would be happy without him.
“He was just waiting for her to go home to heaven so he could go with her,” Gruver said.
James spent more than 25 years in the Army, completing tours in Vietnam and Korea. Lolie was a homemaker, who stepped into her husband’s duties during his absences and stepped back into hers when he returned.
They faced challenges over the years, but never argued in front of their children.
“They completed each other,” said their third oldest, Cindy Spence. “I remember as a teenager, my parents had a big Mercury station wagon. My mom would always sit next to him.
“When they would walk somewhere, they would always hold hands.”
Recent years had brought increasing health problems to the couple. Both had memory loss. He was blind and had suffered strokes. She was in a nursing home on and off for years, while he stayed at their home with their youngest daughter.
The week before the couple died, it had become obvious that he was too weak to stay at home and arrangements had been made for him to share his wife’s room.
They spent one night together before they died, waking up Saturday morning and having breakfast together.
They were watching Animal Planet, one of their favorite shows, when a nurse’s aide checked on them.
“I’m going to die today,” Lolie told the aide, who asked her if she needed to go back to the hospital. No, she just felt “different,” Lolie told her.
When the aide came back a short time later, Lolie wasn’t breathing. Moments later, they discovered James had also passed away.
The doctor said he believes James heard that his wife had died and the shock killed him.
James and Lolie had always dreamed of having a church wedding, but it never happened. They will be buried together and share a funeral service on Wednesday at 11 a.m. at the First Baptist Church of Woodlawn.
“We’re going to miss them terribly, but we’re glad this happened the way it did,” Gruver said. “He was waiting. It’s a good thing that he was in the room when she passed.”
(VIA www.NWFdailynews.com)
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