accecpting responsibility

for hard times in your life is never an easy task.




and sure things may not alwas be your fault....
but not being able to realize fault whomever it might belong to is only setting yourself up to endup in that same situation ....if not worse .






"yea bad things happen to good people.... but bad things also happen to people who put themselves in situations where they know bad things happen."


- Alexis Smith, BFF


this girl is and always has been wise beyond her years....





hope for the best. but expect good. and prepare yourself for the worst.



words that i have heard many times in my 19 years.






its just so hard for me to be pessimistic about some things. extemely hard.
but i want to be able to thrive in life...not just get by.






so you dont wanna put yourself in situations where you can be victimized....
always think!
something thats hard for me....
tinking at the right times.
because you can only be rode .....if bend over ...





peace homie

My thoughts are my own...........

so I send the remedy to my 1 and only fan.lolClearing my head and sorting though my thoughts is difficult sometimes.....however I am a thinker....that's what I do...now I realize that my thoughts are only a part of the chemical makeup that makes me who the fuck I am.....but sometimes they consume me.does that make me crazy?????okay now I know that you are probally wondering where im going with this...hell im wondering where im going with this....(( because im too blown.)))but please just bare with me...because all jokes aside I need to sleep and in order to do that I have to get this shit off my mind.=)could I be brain wrestling ????maybe.could I be on to something genius??????you never knoww!so hear me out....Thoughts are the most personal thing that you have..period.They are truly your own...No one can read you mind....((that I know of))no one can take them from you..((aside from brainwashing but that's a WHOLE nother blogg.lol))So why do we feel the need to share our thoughts....do you ever think about that....The one thing that is meant for us....that noone can ever steal....why do we feel the need to tell people what we are thinking...Thoughts are special....why do you think that we feel so disrepected when someone steals an idea????lol.because they stole the closest thing to you and now you feel unoriginal in doing something that everyone else starts to do....take fads /trends for instance.....someone sees someone doing something ....thinks its dope....and starts doing it...may happen to make it famous..or infamous.. depending on the individual....and now all of a sudden people are doing it..take...for instance.hip hop.look at it in the 80's .....and look at it now.back then everyone was doing the same thing....the whole gangster rap thing...and that style of music withing the genre stuck for a moment.but now......look at the game...pants are starting to fit(( more or less.lol))every shirt you see isn't a 4x tall tee.its more fitted....skateboards are getting broken in...and guitars are coming out...you see just because some mainstream rappers decided to think for themselves.....outside the gangster box that was provided for them....the media and society.....and really something inside of you! that identifies with that artist tells you its okay....so then you do so as well...you know what im saying...meanwhile...while you are coming out and being true to your thoughts....or should I say..their thoughts....the people who from jump...don't give two fucks about what people think about them...who have , all their lives.... been dressing how they want...talking how they think...and listening to music that they can vibe to....no matter if it was "cool " or not.....are outraged.....and feel like its a slap in the face ......why is this...when we should be happy and proud that people are being a little less closed minded than they were b4 the fad....but we can't help it ...its instinctual(spell check)) because we feel like they stole what was truly ours...the closest thing to us..a thought ...an idea.so we get mad and avoid "posers"......really you would think that someone sharing an interest of yours you make an ally.but it seperates us instead and makes an enemy....crazy...because really there are no original thoughts right...I mean they way im feeling now...and the thoughts im having.someone has probaly been here and done this..you know...but I digress....because now I know im brain wrestling.loland honestly I won't remeber none of this in the morning.to be continued..peace homie.

Guilty Pleasure/An Overdose of Imitation

It seems we love the things that are bad for us,Mind over matter, it doesn't matter to usBecause we mind the words and leave behind what matters,Too busy chopping up words served to us on a platter,But it doesn't matter how you dice 'em,Serve 'em up cold and then switch the heat on,They're just hors d'oeuvres to prep you for the real ones,Covered up in facades to leave you pleased and,Anticipating the main course to satisfy your appetiteSalivating for a fix that leaves you tasting for a bite,Of that substance that doesn't suffice,For the craving of real that feels right,Because right now the preservatives your serving just ain't fresh enough,Watered down, coated upI'm past my limit of that fake stuffPrepping your words for some quick returnPleasing tongues for the time being while you get yours,But the taste has faded too soon,And the words have left a bitter bud to bloomToo aware of any pint of substitution,So your attempts are too soon caught before you can excuse 'em,Now when you're ready to bring the pure ingredientsDon't forget to leave out your old habits,Because those cold left overs aren't enough fulfillment,For someone who notices the differenceFrom the real and store bought presentation of temptation,That leaves no lasting impression,Instead impress me with a lack of showing off,Serve it how it's made and then it wouldn't be so hard to trust,That the words that you're giving are really raw and uncut.(the moral of the poem: people talk a whole lot of shit that is meaningless! lol and we fall so easily into their trap because it sounds so good, so watch out for the fakes, they will front like they offering you somethin' you never tasted when in the end it's just as bitter as the rest)

pain without love?

sitting in silence soaking in the substance that surpasses my eyes ........




big hearts break twice as hard......
and are the easiest targets simply because the boundaries are so vast.





pain is relative......
but this shit feels as if i was impailed (( spellcheck i know)) by a marble collumn the likes of which were only erected in the villas of ancient greeks.





why is it that love from others is always easier to accept ...than love from yourself.


when you can trust you.
can anticipate your actions.....
and justify how you feel.




however trusting others is more complicated
you never know what they are to do.
and justifying someone feelings impossible....
because by no miracle of sympathy or empathy can you ever feel exactly what someone else feels.



there are few people that i love that haventhurt me in some way.idk why i am so sensitive.
maybe its because i care too much.




some find vulnerability alluring.
is it a sense of confidence or naivete.....
i have found that life itself is a thin line....full of living walking talking contradicting complexities that make up the human race.



Ashleigh Bazile = an obsessive , carefree, selfless, proud , self conscious , determined , lazy , honest , liar, bossy, submissive, intelligent, naive woman who is sensitively strong !




its really easy to see the contradictions...once you step outside yourself.




This is me learning to love just that.




peace homie.

Same Old....people NEVER change...

I can see maself slipping...and can feel it...







these people are driving me...and idkkk what to do...







and if I don't figure something out soon.....Something is gonna happen...






I feel like a piece of unappreciated .. disrespected shit...





and that's not even the worse part....




the thing is....that I didn't even see it coming....normally I can feel this type of thing happening....but this just hit me all at once....

so I guess that makes me a stupid unappreciated disrespected piece of shit.



1 whole year later and nothing?????



well all I can do is scream..
FUCK THE WORLD!!!!!
at the top of ma lungs....





I was stupid for thinking that people could change their ways...who they are is who they are.....And I don't need anyone...ever.




Fuck the World and everyone in it!


I truly hate ma life!





Nothing ever goes right for me no matter how positive I am...Nothing....





And you know what I don't even give a fuck anymore....there is nothing that anyone can tell me ever I have no faith in humanity......
We suck !!!!!
We're all gonna die one day and cockroaches are gonna rule the fucking earth anyway so what's the point?!?!?!?!....








im tired of being the nice ...polite...positive.....caring...selfless girl.....where the fuck has that gotten me?






Its gotten me here!


so Fuck it...Fuck this.....Fuck life .....And FUCK YOU.....Because I don't even give a shit right now...





--------------------------------------

FML...ugh

okay....




She is Driving me crazy!!!!!








its always something with her....




(mami issues times 3000)



She reminded me of why I got the fuck the first time...




can't do this much longer!

___________________________


oh and if things couldn't get any worse....MAJOR CRUSHAGE!!!!!!!

omg I don't even know how it happened...it just did..





and the reason why its sucks so much is because I know it will never work out....and it sucks...




so imma just ignore it all together.






somthing like maybe ....possibly....thawing ma heart out for a little bit??????





naw too stressful.



anyways peace homie.

M.I.M.S...(Music Is My Savior)...Real Shitt

okay so I had just balled my eyes out.....



talked to the bestiesss..



still felt like shit.....



so im laying there weak...






and I roll over and something stabs me in the thigh...


My Guitar pick..



wiped my tearsss...
put down ma phone and picked up ma guitar....
and played a slow heavy rift...



and opened my mouth and even though the genre's clashed this is what came out..





*"I can almost see it
That dream I'm dreaming but
There's a voice inside my head sayin,
You'll never reach it,
Every step I'm taking,
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking but I
Got to keep trying
Got to keep my head held high
There's always going to be another mountain
I'm always going to want to make it move
Always going to be an uphill battle,
Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose,
Ain't about how fast I get there,
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb
The struggles I'm facing,
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down but
No I'm not breaking
I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I'm going to remember most yeah
Just got to keep going
And I,
I got to be strong
Just keep pushing on, cause
There's always going to be another mountain
I'm always going to want to make it move
Always going to be an uphill battle,
Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose,
Ain't about how fast I get there,
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb (yeah)
There's always going to be another mountain
I'm always going to want to make it move
Always going to be an uphill battle,
Sometimes you going to have to lose,
Ain't about how fast I get there,
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb (yeah yeah ea ea)
Keep on moving
Keep climbing
Keep the faith baby
It's all about
It's all about
The climb
Keep the faith
Keep your faith"*



of all things to sing how the hell did I end up busting out someMiley Cyrus...lol



seriously though I can't dwell on past decisions because they have already been made...and are not erasable.



dried ma tears and picked up ma guitfiddle?
story of my life...
im not over it....
but im at peace with it.


I love you for what you gave me...and taught me..
and I am forever grateful...
this goodbye is for both of us....its our second chance.
I understand if you hate me now....but eventually you'll understand




much lovee homie.
Goodnight.

Euthanasia at its finest........

when you really care for someone you feel what they feel.....




Their pain is your pain...



So how can you hurt me so and maintain the ability to walk around unmaimed.......



I don't understand.....







My pain should be like a fracture..... it would break or crack in your heart.... it could result to a Trauma to your Soul and then cause Brain damage....


(Should .....Would.......Could??????)

There for you would be on my life support......
Every Rise and Dip in my Heart Rate...in My blood Pressure would make or break you.


Leaving me to ask the question......

So should I let YOU LIVE!?!?!?




All thing considered idk right now....




but this hurts something vicious....



Positivity in this midst of chaos is always short lived.....
White flags are always waved...towels always thrown in the end....




This is it.......



I just might have to pull the plug for real this time.





Peace Homie

This is Rough........

Thoughts

So I spent most of of my day doing nothing but making phone calls to banks/ my job/ and references...





Boring......




I know.......





so finally I called my close guy friend Isaac(aka CupCake)....





and he picked me up and we went to the park for a few sets of tennis...



Now ofcourse since I haven't played in forever and he is awesome at Sports.lol.
He beat me in straight sets .ha.





but while we were playing they're were some highschool kids in the parking lot....




and some graduates.....




and they were just posted up at the park....outside they're cars....smoking.....drinking ...
being lame.





Not that smoking and drinking is lame....its just that they were having the time of they're lives....and when I actually thought about it...like 10 years from now
they are still there......






And its sad...




they don't even want more for themselves.....



its sad...





and I know what you are thinking.....but im not judging them
im just making an observation and it makes me appreciate the fact that I have great friends who never just take what is given to them..



and that I have surrounded myself with goal-oriented individuals.....who have ambitions and are makking stepss toward the advancement of themselves...
and they aren't just content with the existing state of affairs that is their life...






<3333333 MA FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!






Peace Homie!
(tha sky is the limit)

A day in the Lifee........

Okay so.......





And ummm.......







YEA!





lol(actual laughter)






But ma day was straight .....






Woke up.




Got ready........





Waited For Shemia(the wifey.ha)

ta pick me up.......



once I was with her .....we drove 30 minutes way and went to her school....for something or another...she had just been in a bad car wreck and didn't wanna drive by herself.




so we get there and chill and walk around....





*slow mo sets in*


And I see him.....



why didn't it occur to me that this was his school too after all...


*rolls eyes*



So being the nerd that I am....



I grinn and walk faster....lmao.





idk if he reconized me at first...
but eventually who I was clicked.



"omggosh"
*insert awkward hug here*
"you cut your hair! where have you been? I missed you"


*rolls eyes*(im doing this now....didn't do it then probally should have though.)


Instead all of ma responses were kind and friendly...


"Hey!!!!.....yea I know...all over....yea I missed you too"




when in all actuality it wasn't good to see him....and my number had never changed so if he missed me he could've called......





but I have a weakness.
(im not gonna tell you what it is....lol(fake laughter))






so idkkkkk
that fucked up ma day basically.




pretty much ....yeah.





then Shemia and I went to her house to watch STEP BROTHERSSSSS!!!!!
(Awesome Movie...nuf said.)





Then We went to the Gym and worked out for 2and 1/2 hours......



Lord knows ma ass needed it....
Gotta get right fa the Summer.....and the rest of the seasons too...lol





but yea.... im tired so im out bruh......








They call her love love love love loveeeeee!






peace Homie!

A day in the Lifee........

And UMMMM......yea.

So its been a minute right..





so I figured I would catch you up....






Thursday I moved back to Tennessee....


I was so like beyond excited dudee.



seriously it can be boring at times but its like ma home away from home.lol

I managed to get ma job to transfer here....



so that's awesome.


been so gone since I been here so that might explain ma sudden illness...lol


have to let the reefer rest for awhile.
...............................................



lol
that's all folks.





peace homie!

I told myself "I won't miss you" but I remember....what it feels like beside you.

Gah......







Might make an exception in FTW mode........






He makes me so happy.......






Can't even Stay mad at him.....
just a smile/laugh/kiss
and it all flys out the window.....



SPRUNG IN SPRING....
that's hot....I guess.





Not usually for giving second chances.....but he is trying..




And I like......






so nervous about the move....



crazy....




a year later and still in the same state/bad situation I was in then......





that's life..






they call her love love love loveeee.....






maintaining positivity in the midst of chaos is not an easy task.....
but somebodys gotta do it....
just don't shoot me down....
I need ta fly for a little bit.




*mind made up*
lets go for round three...
*sigh*




addicted


its O-fishh.


well stay tuned to see what happens.





peace homiee
<333333

I told myself "I won't miss you" but I remember....what it feels like beside you.

Memories, Like the corners of my mind Misty water-colored memories..........

Memories,
Like the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were
Scattered pictures,
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we? could we?
Memories, may be beautiful and yet
Whats too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget
So its the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember...
The way we were...
The way we were..........







oh so true.....



I cried listening to this song...idk if it was the lyrics or her amazing voice...or combination of the two...





"What too painful to remember....We simply choose to forget"





Damn like the way we were.....




idk if that can ever be the case homie....






no background today just dreaming is all....




lovee this song. have always loved this song....since Broadway (I fucks with Barbara Streisand)



but it has just taken on a new meaning.....



Memories,
Like the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were
Scattered pictures,
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we? could we?
Memories, may be beautiful and yet
Whats too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget
So its the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember...
The way we were...
The way we were...

the hellish day that I have had.....




and you are still on ma mind.....



................................................

today I made a tough choice that is probally gonna change everthanq....
but that's another blog....im kinda killing the feel of this one..... TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!

Hi! My Name is Ashleigh.....And......... I Have a Problem.....(runs out leaving a river of tears following her)

Obsessed*




Addicted......





These are all such powerful scary words....






I enjoy it is all..........





I get a rush.....





Wanna feel liberated is all........




idk what it is.........





people tried to warn me......

they said after your first time you were just gonna keep on going back for more......






I told them I had more control than most.....


thought I could control my urges....but I can't!


What can I say?
A girl has needs.


its something about walking into to that room....




with you(whomever I please at the time....in the past random guys and maybe a girl or two.)sitting and waiting.....



taking off my clothes.....






laying wherever you want me to.... or standing/sitting ; )




Then I hear the vibration and feel you pierce me.....



A potent aroma fills the room




and I think to myself
*sigh* "fresh ink"


lol




(pervs what were you expecting)



that's right folks its time for my next tattoo...
I have been obsessing and I am beyond excited....maybe a nother piercing too but idk where yet.



I know I want both my wrist done ....and my lower back(yea that right a "tramp stamp" , "bullseye" , "handlebars") what ever you wanna call them idc...




its gonna be dope....and soon!!!!!!!!



be looking out...




peace homie......




oh and you can pick you jaw up off the floorr now.lol




besitos.
muah!

Hi! My Name is Ashleigh.....And......... I Have a Problem.....(runs out leaving a river of tears following her)

Hates the sound that Goodbyes make. Swears that there no difference between the lies..and compliments..its all the same if everybody leaves her.......

When I was a little girl I didn't understand why my mom treated me the way she did.....Why she yelled....broke my spirit...was never proud....





but after all these years I am begining to realize why.





Obviously she is hurt.....an broken person...and I don't say this in a mean sense. But now I realize that she is hurting .I want so badly to know her pain but I guess its hard for her to talk to me....




I'm not the perfect daughter....hell the only thing I am is a perfect example of an imperfect being. but that's okay. However sometimes I wish I could be perfect for her.....Everything that she wanted...
But I have learned that I am everything she never wanted...





now I know that seems harsh...and no im not loathing myself.....just stating facts....




* A Lil' Background*

Me and my mother have never gotten along.PERIOD
And this past year when I was seventeen she put me out and I started living on ma own.... it was extremely scary for me .....and the fact that she gave up on me litterally broke my heart...I had always had faith in our relationship that it would get better .. But reality set in fast when she cut me off completely.... this was all during my junior year in high school and I was depressed all the time! my teachers didn't know what was going on but they knew something was off....because I never smiled or laughed like I used to...I just had this permanent vacant look on my face....As you can imagine my grades began to suffer.....so I made the hardest decision I have ever had to make.....
I DROPPED OUT OF SCHOOL.
crazy I know... but I couldn't let my grades suffer so I just one day took the GED and passed(better than passed don't mean to brag but I got a damn near perfect score) after that I moved to New Orleans and started my new lifee.... And never looked back.*


* End of Background*
(Damn that was long.lol)



Never looked back until today that is..... I found out that I am adopted...Not in the traditional sense...







When my mom was pregnant with me she didn't tell anyone....She just packed her shitt and moved to California.
Worked and Hid her pregnacy.
Planned to give her child( yours truly) up for adoption and never tell anyone of it because (I believe) she was embarrassed about it.(ma family is extremely old fashioned) However what she didn't know whas that ma aunt and uncle in Cali were looking to adopt a little girl. So they adopted me....but when they found out that I already had the same last name they began to investigate it..... to make a long story short..They found out it was my mom and then once my mother knew that our family found out she decided that she "might as well " take her daughter back.







Im not mad about the situation...Or sad.
I just wish I had known that growing up....I mean how would you feel if everytime you looked at your daughters face you saw all the mistakes and things you always wanted to forget in her eyes....




In fact I wish she would've told me....that and any other pain she may have suffered in her life.....


I don't hate her....






I want her to feel free. Free of judgement. Free of guilt. Because even though pain helps you understand.... I don't want her to feel anymore...she has been through enough...
And even though I may cry......my tears are never my own...they are always going to be hers.





love you momma.








peace homie
<33333333

For A Pessimist .......Im Pretty Optimistic!

my brain is scattered once again....





but one theme/thought that is reoccuring and clear as day is GETTING THE FUCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!




im not even gonna talk about the hell I have been through this week all I am gonna say is that I have experienced the ultimate betrayal and words cannot express how maimed my heart is....





* a lil background*
MY FAMILY BLOWS /.......HARD!
(not everyone one individually..... but as a whole as far as relations go...and certain individuals)



*THE END OF BACKGROUND*







im not gonna go into details because I don't wanna get myself riled up again....
but idk how I got to this point.






the old me didn't give two fucks....about anything....her attitude....peoples feelings....her temper...how people perceived her nada....
so I was a bitch to everybody....but nobody fucked with me...


all I cared about was me....and what made me happy.....fuck everything/body else....







however because of my temper I decided to change ma ways.....not completely....just what I perceived to be negative points in ma personality.


now it seems like everybody is getting all swole and shitt....and its getting harder and harder for me to to bite ma tongue and just walk away......



and I realized that when I did this for what seemed to be the betterment of my person....but in all actuality...
I lost maself....


and it makes me sad.....
for the most part.




but I also realized that if this bothered me then all hope wasn't lost......



I know now that people aren't supposed to change....and never really do....instincts are still the same....so if if you aspire to change then you aspire to be a poser....
in my opinion people don't change period.....
im still a bitch...I just know how to control it....idkk I know this sounds cynical as hell....





but think about it.....
what makes you who you are when it comes down to it....


D.N.A




that shit is embedded in you....
you can change that shitt.
its in you genes...like im gonna change....



its not like you can rwach in your d.n.a and change that shitt....lol



idk I mean even me just reading that sounds sooo bad....but wtf you gonna do its me......


this aint over imma finish this tomorrow bruh...





peace homie.

<333333.

Its Wifey ova bitches.but Moneys over her!Cuz Moneys unda Nothin.Ma Life is such a Blur.Its not the way it has to be its just wat I prefer ...........

"AND ANY YOUNG MONEY NIGGA I KNOW WOULD CONCUR!.....weezy talk to em"


Don't you just love that man...

*sigh*

Hello there I know you are probally wondering what im going on about..... Well here is the thing.
What Women Never Seem to Learn......







A Man has 4 different types of Females.... Wifey, Boo, Bitches,Ho..s. Wifey is irreplaceable-----but she is the only one that is irreplaceable.. She is the girl that the guy loves and will always loves, and he never wants to see her with another man.. But.. He will cheat on her with Boo, Bitches, Ho..s until he is mature enough to realize that if he loses Wifey he would be screwed, and NEVER be happy again. Boo---- is replaceable, she *thinks* she..s Wifey, but will NEVER be Wifey because Wifey was made Wifey is irreplaceable..she can NEVER replace her.. Boo tries to take Wifeys spot, but once she attempts, the guy allows her to get a TASTE of Wifey..s spot... but will NEVER achieve her spot for any longer than a few months, then the man goes back to Wifey.. And Boo either gets replaced with another Boo, or, the man matures and decides that Wifey is the one for him.. Ladies.. you don..t want to be BOO!!! Bitches----- A female that a male uses only for sex or other sexually related events..Dat call when Wifey acting up and you need a quick nut. The bitch is the first one running there. Ho..s---- enough said! Trying to move up in life, Wants to be a Bitch or a Boo. Hoes are just the girls you bag for no reason and have them in your phone. Backups incase a bitch or a boo slips up. Then you replace with a hoe......






ofcourse I don't agree with this type of cycle.....but what are you gonna do.




oh and for you guys who I have angered by this blog...obviously you weren't the typical male that I was refering to....or maybe you are and wifey just has you soooooo spung to the point of a distinct state of denial....








either way......








peace homie.
<33333

In the Night I Hear Em Talk....The Coldest Storie Ever Told!!!!!

Somewhere far along this road she lost her soul!!!!!!






Well maybe not lost ma soul...




I don't think I will ever let it get that outta control but.....




its most definitely getting put on hold....






that's right folks......




FTW(( Fuck the World )) mode is now in full effect...





From now on im gonna be as selfish as they come..(gonna try at least)





for the next year and a half you won't hear the words Ashleigh/Mari and Relationship in the same sentence...unless the word NOTTT is jammed up somewhere in the middle..





No background today...just done is all...


so hopefully this will breed zero boy drama but idk...



im focusing on me and the positive advancement of A.C.M.S.B(( yes I did just hit you with the Government.)but not really .lol




all distractions besides close friends will be ignored until the point of elimination.




and no this isn't because I wanna be a cold piece of work(( not in the obvious sense...lol)) or a Heartless bitch...





its in fact because I love ma heart and I don't want anyone to alter the state that its in..or was in...



which was open....wide open....no judgement. only love flowing freely(( even though I never showed it through emotion))




However recent renovations have taken place....



Bullshit filter...in the form of a forest of throrns......


and Draw bridge which only I have control of where certain people can be let in(( yes its v.I.p. bitches....and just how you can get let in...I can throw ya ass out....))



and last but certainly not least is a Moat.....
complete with aligators, perannas, unicorns all that ishh.
these beauties will devour all emotion that tries to get in or out during the said FTW mode.





and again this isn't because I wanna be a bitch....



its stricly business.





Self Preservation over all...
yessir.






well I believe I covered all the bases...



Smurffin Homie.