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Its been a while since I posted anything and so much has been going on in my life. From auditions to singing to writing etc. Every day is an adventure......I've really been missing my Godmother.....not going there. Why settle for less when you want more. You can do it TiMori!! No matter what time of day it is I always have a song in my head." Its A Wrap for you Boy''...sang Mariah....what is going on? My ex's are trying to come back like one call after the other.... TiMori be cordial...put that thought back in the trash!! Why the hell you calling me!!!! So I can see you aint change. I hate to be rude j/k but get off my line. I gave u the most precious gift you can ever give. my time and i can't get it back.. whats that?? "Don't act like I don't know you" " You don't know me boo!...they all got the same ole story.. To GOD be the glory!! You are so worthy.
'MY HEART IS SO HIDDEN IN GOD THAT A MAN HAS TO SEEK HIM TO FIND IT'
Sincerely, Brand new TiMori!!!

Hump Day!!

Today is Tuesday 24th 2011. Now in most cases people call Wednesday hump day but today is feeling a little hilly.

I'm tired today. I'm really feeling the wait.....in a state of disarray.

I still have joy no doubt.

Life is a trip no... a journey full of adventure,discovery, disappointment, battle,war and love.

The entertainment world is just so uughghhhhh it vexes my soul.

Fake people are real and Real people are fake.

My gifts are no mistake.

I just gotta make it!!!! make it over this "Hump Day''

BABY-ISM

 BABY-ISM

BABY- An adult or young person who behaves in an infantile way.

ISM- a usage or characteristic, practice, state or condition.

Baby-ism is a term that can be used in many different ways.

An adult who can't see clearly, Can't swallow or chew the truth.

Needs a pat on the back as proof. Speaks babble and misconstrued non action verbs.

To have Baby-ism u must dwell  in" Foolery".... another word that context clues should explain.

 Grown Men acting like a boys, still playing with toys, building sand castles.

Perpetrating kings with crowns made of fools gold to attract foggy eyes of girls who try

to be ladies. poor babies. I could go on but I'll stop here. .....singing Baby Baby Baby!!!!

Light Black......

I have so much writing to catch up on..... Man the list just goes on and on. I want to start with a conversation I had with my cousin In Chicago. She is a beautiful dark skinned woman. She had issues with her complexion as a child. Long drama filled story I'll be sure to touch on in up coming blogs, but anyway she and I were talking on the phone. She was telling me some guy said " You know u are very pretty for a Dark skinned girl" lol and I was telling her how this guy I really like told me " You know I don't really like dark skinned girls but u are really beautiful" lmbo...we laughed about it for a while but its a sad truth. What do you mean I'm pretty for a DARK skinned girl??? Why don't you like DARK skinned girls? We then began to stand on our soap boxes.... WHY?? don't we have a color in the crayola crayon box. red, white, yellow,orange, tan, light brown, brown, .......black. What about light black? HUH??? My cuz then stated maybe light black is grey. GREY!! oh so now we're grey LMBO.
Dear Mr. Crayola: the next time I go and purchase a box of your crayons for my niece I would greatly appreciate it if my color was in the box. Thanking you in advance Light Black.
 BEAUTY HAS NO COLOR!!

Laugh my tears away....

Laugh My Tears Away

By TiMori Lynn

One day I’m going to laugh

Laugh in the face of my enemies, Spit in the face of those who said I wouldn’t make it and let them know where there place is.

One day I’m going to laugh when I look back over my life and I think about all the people who where trifling, family, friends, those who pretend but weren’t there when I thought my life would end.

One day I’m going to laugh when I look back on Love realizing all along it was just lust. One day I’m going to laugh when I think of all the places I rested my head and all those times the couch and floor where my bed.

I’m really gone laugh when I can make donations instead of the one receiving and eating imitations.

One day it’s gone be funny when I look back and think about how my mother and father are together now and they’re both in heaven looking down.

One day I will chuckle that my God mothers there now, you know I believe im still in denial.

One day im going to laugh and dry up all these tears.

I guess I just have to cry for a while and laughter comes with years.

I Know Your Out There!!!!

I heard this song while on the road and It just made me think about all the good men who are out here and never get there props. So Kudos to you... with that being said. Its sad that most of these good men have been scarred by girls pretending to be women. So so so sad smh. It really hurts my heart. Sometimes I hate that I am such an emotional and sensitive person but I am who I am. Speaking from the shoes of a scorn woman. Who's a hopeless romantic. Good Men you are appreciated!!!

I Got Dreams....

Dreams can easily be forgotten in this begotten world, where the possible seem impossible.

I'll never let go or give up hope. My dreams are simple seeds God has planted within me.

" I BELIEVE" "I BELIEVE"!!!! My soul screams and cries melodies of the free.....

not believing my surroundings or whats around me.

My dreams consume my reality, becoming my reason for being.

I can't deny who I am. A chosen child to bare heavy burdens and pray for those I carry them for.

Tears of relief help me receive the responsibility that has fallen upon me.

I got dreams! that scream "Don't Forget Me"

I put my all in songs I sing and poetry you read... frees me .

I close my worldly windows and take a look inside, flooding my third eye with ever emotion I hide.

I become WE, as I share my life.

You can hear my pain that tends to sustain the worlds strain.

My gifts are not just to entertain but to change and rearrange mindsets.

Lord I shall not fret

These dreams I got are my reality.

I thank you for my understanding, although sometimes I don't understand why I must understand.

Dreams you are my only friend and my man. Your what I strive to be,that better side of being.

You are my mustard seed that won't let go of me.

I am a tree planted by the waters of opportunity, rooted deeply.

Faith is the substance of things hoped for and evidence of things not seen.

Now that I am sleep walking its evident that life.. is.. a.. DREAM.