Ur So Gay, And You Don't Even Like Boys
Sometimes I think to myself, shoot, it's really hard to be classy. Wouldn't it be nice to air my dirty laundry and let the whole world know about {insert current catastrophic life event}... And then, I remember that it's not all about me. I need to look at the bigger picture (Thanks, Shelly!).
Because I'm better than that.
If Beyonce can do it, I can do it:
"I'm not gonna blast you on the radio,
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gonna lie on you or your family, yo,
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gonna hate you in the magazine,
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gonna compromise my Christianity,
(I'm better than that)
You know I'm not gonna diss you on the Internet
Cause my momma taught me better than that."
This doesn't count, right?
2 people have something to say about this:
Hey Tracie, I added your blog to my google reader feed. I love it. And you know what, I think it's just fine to air a little dirty laundry every now and then! Earlier this week I blogged about the reality (or lack thereof) of people's blogs, and I like yours because it is real. Hang in there girl. :)
oh my gosh, i didn't know you had a blog!! I am so excited we can be blog buddies too!!
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