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Olivia Boa Morte
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- I know, right
- Me, Myself, and I
- Name: Olivia Boa Morte A>K>A Olly Volly, Geek unit
Age: 16 and a half =D
Tastes: colourful clothes, sweet foods, fast music and hot shoes hahahahahaha!
Personality: a bit OTT okay a lot
Occupation: Big spender
- Current Ring Tone
- She's like the wind (remix) LOL it's been this song for 3 months nows. I can't get sick of it because nobody rings me =[ hahahah!
- New Dream Job
- I'd like to study people =D.
- Artemis Fowl
- Dancing to
- Don't Walk away- jade
- Nail Polish
- Fingers- yellow
Toes- fluro pink
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The strong black woman is dead...on August 15, 1999 at 11:15 p.m. while struggling with the reality of being a human instead of a myth, the strong black woman passed away.
Medical sources say she died of natural causes, but those who knew her know she died from being silent when she should have been screaming, smiling when she should have been raging, from being sick and not wanting anyone to know because her pain might inconvenience them.
She died from an overdose of other people clinging to her when she didn't have enough energy for herself. She died from loving men who didn't love themselves, and only offer her a crippled reflection. She died from raising children alone and for not being able to do a complete job. She died from the lies her grandmother told her mother, and her mother told her about life, men and racism.
She died from being sexually abused as a child and having to take that truth everywhere she went, everyday of her life, exchanging the humiliation for guilt and back again.
She died from being battered by someone who claimed to love her. And she allowed the battering to go on, to show she loved him too.
She died from asphyxiation, coughing up blood from secrets she kept trying to burn away instead of allowing herself the kind of nervous breakdown she was entitled to, but only white girls could afford.
She died from being responsible, because she was the last rung on the ladder and there was no one under her she could dump on. The strong black woman is dead.
She died from the multiple births of her children she never really wanted, but was forced to have by the strangling morality of those around her. She died from being a mother at 15, a grandmother at 30 and an ancestor at 45.
She died from being dragged down and sat upon by un-evolved women posing as sisters. She died from pretending the life she was living was a Kodak moment instead of a 20th century, post slavery nightmare!
She died from tolerating Mr. pitiful just to have a man around the house. She died from lack of orgasms because she never learned what made her body happy and no one took the time to teach her, and sometimes when she found arms that were tender, she died because they belonged to the same gender.
She died from sacrificing herself for everybody and everything when what she really wanted to do was be a singer, a dancer, or some magnificent other.
She died from lies of omission because she didn't want to bring the black man down, she died from race memories of being snatched and raped, snatched and sold and snatched and bred, snatched and whipped and snatched and worked to death.
She died from tributes from her counterparts who should have been matching her efforts instead of showering her with dead words and empty songs, she died from myths that would not allow her to show weakness without being chastised by the lazy and the hazy.
She died from hiding her real feelings until they became hard and bitter enough to invade her womb and breast like angry tumors. She died from always lifting something from heavy boxes to refrigerators.
The strong black woman is dead.
She died from the punishments received from being honest about life, racism and men. She died from being called a bit-h for being verbal, a dyke for being assertive and a ***** for picking her own lovers. She died from never being enough of what men wanted, or being too much for the men she wanted.
She died from being too black and died again for not being black enough. She died from castration every time somebody thought of her as only a woman, or less than a man.
She died from being mis-informed about her mind, her body and the extent of her royal capabilities.
She died from knees pressed to close together because respect was never part of the foreplay that was being shoved at her.
She died from loneliness in birthing rooms and loneliness in abortion centers, she died of shock in courtrooms where she s
0 Comments 205 weeks
1.Jesus look-alike. or 2. Hobo look alike.
To jump into conversations unannoucned. or ask unnecessary questions.
Jap junkie. Can normally be found sneaking into photos unnoticed.
To point at ones own cheak whilst having a photo taken.
To go a little mad whilst playing a game of sport.
To tell outlandish lies that are obviously not true in an attempt to boost your image.
1.To correct a persons uniform. 2.To urge a person to wear a tie
Person of high sophistiation.
To lose ones dignity to a bin.
1.Smart ass 2. To consume high quantities of food in a short period of time. 3. To get the highest score in a mathematics exam without actually completing the exam. 4. To memorise pi to 100 digits or more.
(Mitchell wanted an imput lol. all i came up with was smart ass.)
Anyone with a profound obsession with music
To wiggle ones raised finger in time to music.
A person who is just a little bit too fond of "fishes".
To become highly excited upon finding out that somebody you know speaks japanese and attempting to learn some japanese words from them.
0 Comments 231 weeks
my lifes a comic strip ♥ lets crayola it !
YES; i act my shoe size ; CHUCK S!ZE : 5
You look like an albiono tomato
(after studying it for 5 weeks)
wats the great deppression?
KeLlY IlL WiPe ThE FlOoR WiF U!!!!
no im talkin bout her leg hair, WAHT DU U THINK????!
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Harry Potter and the time he got enveloped in You Know Who's fat rolls.
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EVERYONE HAS THEIR FIRSTS:
FIRST REAL BEST FRIEND: Ornella
FIRST SCHOOL: Ashfeild Public
FIRST CELL PHONE: nokia- yr 7
FIRST FUNERAL: none
FIRST PET: jet
FIRST BIG TRIP: to Soa Tome
FIRST FIGHT: none
FIRST CELEBRITY CRUSH: probably Ron Devoe but not sure
FIRST TIME OUT OF THE COUNTRY?: when i was 2
FIRST JOB: none yet
FIRST BEBO FRIEND: umm i think mabey Kathryn
EVERYONE HAS THEIR LASTS
LAST PERSON I HUGGED: Malcolm
LAST CAR RIDE: on the way back from "East"
LAST TIME I CRIED?: yr 10 graduation lol
LAST MOVIE I WATCHED: Madagascar 2 mad ass lol
LAST FOOD I ATE: chocolate
LAST ITEM BOUGHT: cough syrup
LAST SHIRT WORN: p.js
LAST PHONE CALL: to my mum yesterday
LAST TEXT MESSAGE: to Michael on friday
LAST THING I TOUCHED: key board lol
LAST FUNERAL: none
LAST TIME AT THE MALL: yesterday
LAST TIME I WERE EXCITED FOR SOMETHING: err thursday befroe graduation
LAST PERSON I SAW: Malcolm can see him right now lol
LAST THING I DRANK: ice tea
LAST PERSON THAT BROKE MY HEART: ooooh cant say lol
LAST TIME I WERE REALLY HONESTLY HAPPY?: yesterday
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