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[9/25/2007 @ 11:51pm] |
Avielle Marie Desmaisseaux, born January 29, 1986. If you're looking for something outstanding, or something profound, you probably won't find it here. Now don' mistake me. I'm not saying I'm dumb, or that I'm not interesting, but maybe what I should have come right out and said, is that, if you're looking for some kind of drama-ridden sob story, you won't find it here.
This is just your story of your girl (me) being raised by wolves (brothers). Okay, okay. I'm exaggeratin', sorry. Sue me. But really, I mean, I've had my heart broken and I've had some down and out times, but I've always had my family...well my brothers I guess. There's a ten year difference between my third oldest brother and myself.
Lets just say a vasectomy isn't a vasectomy after mom announces she's pregnant. Again.
You see, I'm the baby of five. Four brothers ahead of me. I knew from day one that I was an accident. Seriously. You don't take a ten year break from parenting and suddenly decide to go diving back into the game. I'm a realist. Seriously. I know where I stand, and I've come to terms, that the only reason that I'm here is because my parents are still good Catholics.Praise the Lord. I was never in want of love or affection or Playboys. My brother made certain of that...
My parents still live in the house that my grandfather got from his father. Creole, born and bred. New Orleans (Awlins) is home, always was, always will be. What can I say?
No, really, what more can I say?
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[9/25/2007 @ 11:47pm] |
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Those flashin lights come from everywhere
The way they hit her, I just stop and stare.
She's got me lovestoned...
I think I'm love stoned...
She's got me lovestoned...
( I think that she knows. )
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