I guess I always find "about me"s difficult to write because I either sound like I belong on myspace or someone who tries too hard to be profound. I'll start with the basics: My name's Ramelcy, and I'm from a little place you might have heard of known as New York City. I consider myself a Feminist and have an opinion on just about anything and everything. My tumblr is my own and no one else's so I'll post whatever quotes, rants, pictures, and random bullshit that I want. I guess it provides a bit of insight to who I am or at least I think I am? Don't hesitate to say hello. Follow and enjoy or not ?

 

So a cute, smart, feminist-y, well-dressed guy can’t just fall out of the sky and into my bed lap?

No? Life doesn’t work like that?

So today I met the cutest guy named Jordan.

Although he is probably not someone I should be interested in…DAT NI99A IS FIIONEEEEE. 

lmao he’s Jewish, has a chest tattoo, is an artist, raps in his spare time, and goes to F.I.T. 

Like the more I think about it, the more of a bad idea he seems, but haaaay I’m not planning on marrying him, and I’m young so who currs! And who knows, he might be some sweet Jewish kid who wants to take me to his Temple on Saturday nights… LOL.

Trying my best to remind myself not to expect anything of you.

I mean what will be different this time? Nothing…

So I should just stay on track and keep my expectations to a minimum. That sounds about right.

I’m Not One to Go Backwards

BUT am I supposed to just ignore someone who messed up before and is now making an obvious attempt to be a part of my life again?

Especially if that person learned their lesson and grew up…

Decisiones.

Decisiones.

Yep, This Pretty Much Sums It Up.

Some guy: You was looking like a lawyer wit' ya smart, grown, and sexy look.

Same guy: You my cup of tea...

Yeah, my love life's a joke. lmao -__-

BUT WHY.

BUT WHY some boy I used to go to middle school and junior high with private messaged me on FB saying “U a jawn now!!!”.

Like really though?

Really nigga?

Really?

lmao like I know I was sort of awkward looking back in the day, but damn you don’t have to remind me. Fuck you, man.

I was a “jawn” back then, and I’m a jawn now!


Something I’ve Learned

People wait way too long to tell you how much you mean to them.

Fuck that “you don’t know what you have till it’s gone” shit. Appreciate me now, don’t wait till I’m gone…

Guys I Bag:

Guys: You're not like any other girl I've ever met before. I'm just trying to get to know you. I'm trying to get to know your heart, soul, and mind, and I don't have any ulterior motives.

A week later:

Guys: BITCH CAN I SMANGGGG. LEMME HIT DAT. YOU AIN'T GON LET ME HIT THAT LIKE EVERY OTHER GIRL? C'mon girl, you special to me.

Me: -_____-