<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 30 Aug 2024 12:22:23 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>young</category><category>Poem</category><category>Love</category><category>fatal attraction</category><category>lust</category><category>difference</category><category>alone</category><category>connection</category><category>life</category><category>dating</category><category>heart</category><category>men</category><category>sex</category><category>lover</category><category>momentary fix</category><category>random</category><category>respect</category><category>happy</category><category>jump</category><category>mind control</category><category>scatter brain</category><category>dad</category><category>narcissistic</category><category>quote</category><category>single ladies</category><category>dog</category><category>music</category><category>pain</category><title>Lust Before Love </title><description>A journey of a young woman's life as she moves into adulthood and the many conversations I have along the way.</description><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><xhtml:meta content="noindex" name="robots" xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-8818808562136704899</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2017 00:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2021-05-20T18:41:41.663-04:00</atom:updated><title>Perfectist or Illusionist</title><atom:summary type="text">Confused

I can't find any red flags

The levels of trust are outstanding&amp;nbsp;

They are so demanding

They make me wanna

Give to you

Bend to you

The levels of trust are outstanding

You fuck me&amp;nbsp;

Raw&amp;nbsp;

Deep&amp;nbsp;

Orgasmic

I want to please you

I am confused&amp;nbsp;

I can't find any red flags

The levels of trust are outstanding
These urges are so demanding

</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2017/02/perfectist-or-illusionist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-2602118575719241506</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2017 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-28T12:00:18.313-05:00</atom:updated><title>Liberté</title><atom:summary type="text">She's &amp;nbsp;sound

In mind body and spirit&amp;nbsp;

things come&amp;nbsp;

things go&amp;nbsp;

Joy

Inner most&amp;nbsp;

Peace, happiness, wholeness&amp;nbsp;

Unable&amp;nbsp;

To be moved, shaken or shattered

Salvation
Freedom
Liberté












</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2017/01/liberte.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-4393849585780700119</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2017 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-25T12:00:12.997-05:00</atom:updated><title>Three Truths One Lie</title><atom:summary type="text">I met in public... Two years ago

I saw you and knew I wasn't ready&amp;nbsp;

I still had HIM in my body&amp;nbsp;

You took the edge off&amp;nbsp;

You gave me a since of clarity
A chance to breath new air

But&amp;nbsp;

You gave me questions and pause&amp;nbsp;

You made me wonder before, during and after&amp;nbsp;

You're HIM without all the trappings&amp;nbsp;
You're HIM the long route

I want you but you don't want </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2017/01/three-truths-one-lie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-8148874762112807455</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2017 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-22T15:40:13.592-05:00</atom:updated><title>Find you... I see you...</title><atom:summary type="text">Who are you?

I know who you are&amp;nbsp;

I know your fears

I know your weakness&amp;nbsp;

I know your loves&amp;nbsp;

I know you loses&amp;nbsp;

Why do you hide yourself for them?&amp;nbsp;

They do not love you
They only know the the smallest fraction of you.&amp;nbsp;

You're too afraid to stand up&amp;nbsp;

You're too afraid to speak

You hide behind anger, strife, and contempt for everything

When in actuality </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2017/01/find-you-i-see-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-296568704575436759</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2017 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-19T12:00:26.451-05:00</atom:updated><title>Yours Alone</title><atom:summary type="text">They call

I hear them

Sometimes a low whisper

Sometimes a lions roar&amp;nbsp;

Sometimes a cricket chirp&amp;nbsp;

No Peace for you

Push out the present fear

Focusing on future and all her wilds

You choose worry and doubt
I choose trust and faith

The choice is yours
And yours ALONE
</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2017/01/yours-alone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-591567853104297414</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2017 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-01-16T12:00:03.442-05:00</atom:updated><title>Need A Man</title><atom:summary type="text">I don't need a man to treat me like some delicate flower.
Always afraid he'll break me or hurt me.

I don't need a man to be tough enough to hurt everyone but to scared to apologize.
I need a man who knows respect larger than their own ego.

I don't need a man to be an equal in every way in the same vain as a mirror.
I need a man to stand beside me because that makes us equal.&amp;nbsp;

I don't need</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2017/01/need-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-2079675895494107402</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2017 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2021-05-20T18:42:00.815-04:00</atom:updated><title/><atom:summary type="text">She's kind
Razor wire
Siren
Ready to
Lure all
Into Her
DEEP
Get comfortable
Embrace
Lay DEEP
Relax
As she etches her name in you carotid


</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2017/01/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-334900425725813998</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2016 01:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-10-03T19:54:33.241-04:00</atom:updated><title>Can you hear me?</title><atom:summary type="text">Dear White People,I'm tired of your "I'm sorry for your loss", "Moment of silence for the victims", "Jesus heals all wounds" speeches. I&amp;nbsp;do not want to hear it next time. When your cousin, uncle, daddy, or &amp;nbsp;brother kills a shit load of people. These are old and tired and at this point gutter trash. Save your word for something else we don't want any more of your bullshit, we're full. </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2016/06/can-you-hear-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-1123545705093753362</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2016 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-05T20:31:03.213-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">connection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">difference</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lust</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pain</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">respect</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">single ladies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">young</category><title>That Thing You On</title><atom:summary type="text">You're so wrapped up in this addiction that is another person.

What happens when they leave you because they see who you really are. The girl who compromises everything about herself just to be with someone.&amp;nbsp;

What happens when the show is over and you can't &amp;nbsp;perform this dramatic interpretation of yourself? How are you gonna feel about you? Are you gonna notice that you faked it again</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2016/01/that-thing-you-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/T6QKqFPRZSA/default.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-7788943801488938055</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2015 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-04-03T11:26:00.298-04:00</atom:updated><title>Stressed</title><atom:summary type="text">Well guys I'm sick... Best time to get sick is right now.&amp;nbsp;Here's an update:A few weeks ago my boss had a car accident. This accident could have ended her life in just a blink of an eye but instead it broke her neck. As you may be able to guess what some of the results of this are.&amp;nbsp;1. My work loaded has more than doubled.&amp;nbsp;2. I'm responsible for two building which is about 200 people</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2015/10/stressed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-3180629184135623421</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2015 01:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-10-17T08:57:14.366-04:00</atom:updated><title>Pure panic</title><atom:summary type="text">Well it happened again. I just can't explain it it was just one of those things that it just sat there and I freaked out. And I just freaked out I send the corner of my room and cried. I had a panic attack another one this one really big. It's taken me a couple weeks to talk about it but now I think I'm ready.&amp;nbsp;If I had to say one thing tipped me over it was the concert. Albeit an enjoyable </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2015/10/pure-panic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-9094643869187371219</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2015 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-10-17T09:10:22.440-04:00</atom:updated><title>Pieces of Me</title><atom:summary type="text">Sometimes I wonder if it's pieces that I leave are the ones who matter most or the ones I hold on to. Do those pieces matter to those I've left them with?
I like where my life is going... Honestly it's the happiest I've ever felt in my life. Outside of styling which would... will be a my next move. I am seriously starting to wonder if I would even want to work for some one any more.&amp;nbsp;
But </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2015/08/pieces-of-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-3338964534241560396</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2015 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-08-03T08:04:47.840-04:00</atom:updated><title>Brief Expressions #2</title><atom:summary type="text">Keep your mind in tack and you heart:

You = There's only one you so treat yourself well and remember to refill yourself in all ways always. If you are replenishing yourself you'll never be truly.
Your Home = Take care of the place you rest your head because it restores you. Keeping it clean is worth the effort
Your Love = No matter if it's family, friend, or significant other they help restore </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2015/08/brief-expressions-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-5966369072287372612</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2015 22:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-07-25T19:39:16.561-04:00</atom:updated><title>Brief expressions #1</title><atom:summary type="text">I strongly believe in making my own rules for my life. I have seen way too many people end up unhappy living a life that doesn't belong to them. As long as I am able and in a sound enough mindset I'd like to make my choices in my time.



Go worry about yourself



</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2015/04/i-strongly-believe-in-making-my-own.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-2924674295446400164</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2014 20:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-04T16:58:57.342-04:00</atom:updated><title>Obessions Coltrane</title><atom:summary type="text">
Let me tell about Coltrane
No wait 
First why was everyone keeping him a secret
You all suck officially
Yea I said it

It's been a month and I've downloaded everything I can find
He's my new unicorn

I think after this I will be able to say we can't go together of you can't respect the His greatness
Too much to ask???
Nah not even close 







And let's not forget to mention Alice&amp;nbsp;

Her </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2014/10/obessions-coltrane.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-7559810535994898077</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2014 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-07-23T07:47:53.168-04:00</atom:updated><title>In too deep</title><atom:summary type="text">
I'm doing it again 
Cross country affairs
I can be the least bit vulnerable
While it looks differently 
Presentation is everything
Honest yet 

My rouge pawn
She's natural 
Me too 
But she'd never know
I treat hair like an accessory
It's fun 
But she'll always judge me 
And I'll enjoy her fashions

Never thought dirty women existed
Until now
Stains you refuse to clean are now permanent
Kitchen </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2014/07/in-too-deep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-7719384605664838117</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2014 13:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-04T16:59:47.009-04:00</atom:updated><title>Summer Vacation</title><atom:summary type="text">Probably haven't done summer vacation in a long while. 
Happens like that when you're a grown-up

</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2014/07/summer-vacation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-8185925136372522124</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2014 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-06-13T12:00:03.501-04:00</atom:updated><title>Begininng and The End</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I wrote this back in 2011 when I decided to cut ties with the boy I gave all my stuff, even though he never asked for that burden to bare.... for that I apologize. We were on-again-off-again for several years and to be honest I think the time thing is what hurt me the most (diminishing&amp;nbsp;returns). This relationship was deeper than the first time I fell in love, although I may have been </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2014/06/begininng-and-end.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-4180433378073545158</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2014 22:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-06-12T18:40:05.561-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">difference</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fatal attraction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lover</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mind control</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>Emily King writes the story of my life</title><atom:summary type="text">"I still wish things were good just like they used to be;
two friends who fell in love trapped in the mystery;
we had so much in common and we laughed at everything;
that was long ago before you went and changed;
before we lost control before we started to fight;
before you raised your voice before I left that night;
and now I'm left here crying out head up to the sky;
trying to get back to the </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2014/06/emily-king-writes-story-of-my-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-263789569248620234</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2011 17:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-17T13:15:05.207-04:00</atom:updated><title>Today is the first day</title><atom:summary type="text">I need to take a look at myself
Like a really good look 
I'm needy kind 
Sort of
I like having people well let's scratch that I like having male attention in my life
It's funny because I've alway had my dad so I'm not really sure why I'm like this
I believe my reflection is the biggest show of who and what I am 
In my reflection is peace of knowing I can change 
In my reflection is love for the </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-is-first-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYSirTH-aea6xGI2FCipEE0N9KwaZucHTyOtPxYSq63uTHbhroZKaY8j541OP9CXOdzkPkqTEwn16cpJwoqHw1df1Q8FjcrFV-ptSPWJE4b8FCCKd2KawknlU-fXgVuPn57ptu7kVXYpPp/s72-c" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-1345395104833591108</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2011 14:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-12T10:00:55.696-05:00</atom:updated><title>I just let him walk off....</title><atom:summary type="text">"With all of my stuff"I left him do this to me againThis time I knewThis time I could seeThis time I didn't hold on as long as I did beforeAND for that I am proudHurt really bad but none the less proudHe used the L-word this time to pull me in or soften the blowNot really sure which but neither workedSORight now I feel like an idiotAGAINThere will probably no next time for himOr for any one for </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-let-him-walk-off.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/F399rQXJcrE/default.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-808883481429613920</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2011 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-12T09:39:22.009-05:00</atom:updated><title>My greatest fear is revealed</title><atom:summary type="text">I am the ANGRY BLACK WOMAN in my early twenties.What it would usually take most women decades before they become this way I have done in a few short years. My heartless and emotionless nature has made me what I did not want to become. I can only fault myself at this point for what I have become. My past is seemingly full of anger and bitter towards just about my entire laundry list of past </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-greatest-fear-is-revealed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-7629505630043245037</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Nov 2010 21:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-06T18:53:22.314-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">difference</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">happy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">momentary fix</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">respect</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">young</category><title>Thinking While Sick</title><atom:summary type="text">Well I love my life right nowI mean deeply head over heels about life and workOh yeah and none other than baby Jesus (you choose your own Jesus)My bro and sis-in-law are about to have twinsYep two people barely making it in this world are about to have to more babiesDumb, dumb, dumb (my opinion)Love life_______________(flatlined)I'm not too much worried about it anymoreI think I am trying to get </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2010/11/thinking-while-sick.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-5700844197591861526</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2010 22:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-15T18:49:57.014-04:00</atom:updated><title>Ain't it funny</title><atom:summary type="text">It's funny how when you break up with someone, whether they are  friend, foe, family or lover, you always think about what you would do  if you ever saw them again. It may consume you in the beginning but  after a while you don't think about it much if at all. But then you see  them... and all your ideas fly right out of the window (crazy huh). The  thing is in reality there about two reactions a</atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2010/10/aint-it-funny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5138703251474409622.post-2143853066934251847</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 21:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-31T17:43:33.709-04:00</atom:updated><title>Win a shopping spree like no other...</title><atom:summary type="text">kiki8907@yahoo.com thought you'd like to win a $500 holiday shopping spree at Urban Outfitters.     To be entered to win, go to http://bit.ly/urbanref  This email is a peer initiated email, sent by Refinery29.com and kiki8907@yahoo.com       If you believe this has been sent to you in error, please safely unsubscribe.  </atom:summary><link>http://lustbeforelove.blogspot.com/2010/08/win-shopping-spree-like-no-other.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Princess Key)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>