i think i recognized adam levine, miley cyrus, fergie, will i am, keri hilson, celine dion, tony bennett, t pain, lil wayne, ll cool j, wyclef, pink, usher, jennifer hudson, jamie foxx, lionel richie, janet jackson, trey songz, snoop dogg, toni braxton, kanye west, busta rhymes, swizz beats, natalie cole, nicole scherzinger, enrique iglesias, the guy from jai ho, the jonas bros, musiq soulchild, mary mary, faith evans, randy jackson from american idol <--wtf, that chick from sugarland, robin thicke, and... then i gave up trying to recognize everyone.

powerful song. very much so. here's the original so you can see how it compares.

and i ain't afraid to admit that seeing and hearing ray charles brought tears to my eyes.

i'm moonie. known by a host of other aliases and names, but that's pretty easy to remember, don't you think? i'm emotional. and i hate it. and i love it. my heart is on my sleeve and today i rolled my sleeves up. i'm crazy. like it? great. don't? even better. you don't control me, so fall back. i'm the best baby mama out there. ask my son, he knows. and he is the best kid ever. if you have daughters, (or mothers) don't let them get too close. he's cute, and he flirts. strongly. i am a girlfriend. and madly in love. but i swear, if i hear another person ask about marriage, i will pull a naomi campbell on they ass. i don't watch tv. but i love the internet. my laptop is my second best friend. i probably like you already, i just haven't said anything. i'm a bussit-bay bay sex pot vivacious thicky-thick vixen. i promise you didn't hear me scream in pleasure last night. (unless my boyfriend did it.) you think you know me? you have no idea. fall back and reconfigure your game plan. (p.s.: i DON'T play games. unless it's mario kart wii. and then i will dominate you.) i'm happy. i'm angry. i'm blessed. i'm selfish. trust, God is good all the time, and all the time God is good. i ain't in church as much as i should be, but church is somewhere in me. i can't stand my mother, but i thank her for bringing me here. i adore my father, but can't stand when he's a hoe. my brother is one of my heroes, except when he asks me to do shit for him. i'm not PG 13. or 17. i'm more like an in between R and X with a smile. pretty much, no modesty, except in the midst of my son. but that's another story to worry about. i like auto play. i'm down for the death of autotune. i can be your best friend and confidante if you let me. i don't do enemies. i pretty much like people in degrees of lots and little. so, show me what you got.


public: self explanatory
veelogs: videos of interest.
health: self explanatory.
mah photos: i'm sexy, and i like to share it. also other random things i have photographed.
irritation: things that piss me off.
happiness: things that make me happy.
filarity: funny shit.
friend focus: honors and kudos to my prescious homies here on melo.
love affair: the chronicles of me and my love and our love and that mushy shit.
oddities: random shit.
promotion: the new girl in town, freshly promoted from a teller. stories of what goes on at work.
poetic refuge: online poetry house.
meaningful: in depth topical writings. paragraphs, essays, etc.
the four year old: didn't i mention that my kid was the best? this is what he does and says. i promise you, it's all true.
mario kart: the best video game ever. here's how i fare while playing.
fiction fantasy: short stories i penned back in 07/08.
archive: greats of the past, 02 and current.
solos los amigos: friends only.
dear, dear melo: SEX. (friends only.)

g-spot me and eventually i'll hit you back. otherwise, like me or love me, this is my melo. enjoy.

© 2009

moonprincess

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