One In A Million: Aaliyah

January 16, 1979 – August 25, 2001

Growing up I looked up to Aaliyah. She was a triple threat: a dancer, a singer, and an actress. With sophistication and swag, I admired her ability to kick it with artists like Jay-Z and DMX but still hold her feminine yet sexy traits with grace. Like Jozen said in his blog, even after her passing; she still influences generations till this day.


Artists like her bonded both sexes. While calling out flaws of the opposite gender, she also embraced the traits that made a good man. I can honestly say that I've learned about life through her music.


Because we are all  #oneinamillion. And even though people will be around when you are #atyourbest, the ones that are really down for you will be there at your worst, hoping for you to #comebackinonepiece. And when we don't believe, our hearts are #nevergivingup.

♥ Rest In Paradise Aaliyah.

King A (Aaliyah Tribute) - Rochelle Jordan

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this...”

- Pablo Neruda

Liquid Confessions (Part 2)

(continued for Part 1)

That door is still open. However, the picture is clear. We are just friends. Although, you know very well that no one knows you just quite like I do and I know very well that no one will have my back like you do...until maybe now.

While you are adjusting to the freedom and the fame, I'm adjusting on getting my money and mind right with a man that understands fully of who I am and where I want to go. I know that it drives you crazy inside because there you are thinking about what we used to do and if I'm doing the same exact things with him. I just don't understand but at the same time do. I suggest you not compare my feelings of the past and the feelings that I feel right now because you will just hurt yourself.

I sit in front of the screen, trying to meet a deadline and my phone seems to be seizuring. I'm a little hesitant to pick up only because it is 3 a.m. I already know that it's you, bracing myself for the conversation that we are about to have:

"Hey."
"What are you doing up so late?"
"Finishing up some work...where are you? What is all of that noise in the background?"
"We just got done with one of the after partys."
"Ok, well be safe. Call me when you get home, I'm trying to finish this up."

I already know that you've had one to many because you are the type to never turn down glasses of what the guys always seem to symbolize as celebration. Slurring out of your mind and repeating way to many times, you continue to attempt.

"No, no, no. I'm fine, just talk to me."
"Well, I can't right now because I'm in the middle of something."
"You know that I still care for you."
"I know but we are just friends remember."
"You need to stop saying that sh*t. Seriously."
"Well whether you like it or not, that's all that I left for you."

As soon as I put you in your place, you use the alcohol discrepancy to your advantage and decided to answer back with a smart lip. Thinking the words over and over, you thought that if I could walk away that easily then there was nothing left for you to salvage and you might as well let me have it.


"F*** that guy that you love so bad, I know you still think about the times we had. So f*** that guy that you think you found, since you picked up I know he’s not around.”

"I'll take you any way that I can have you. Bring along your issues and your ethics and your taboos. It's not your standard. Freebird situation. You're talking to these pieces of this man that's trying to make it... through the struggles, battles; The body pillow pimp trying to snuggle with my shadow. We can keep the clothes on, no pressure, just hold me and pretend like you've known me forever."

- Slug. Felt Two

Your Motivation

It takes an understanding person to correlate where a person is presently and where they want to eventually be. Understanding what details it entails to get there; even it means sacrificing your relationship with that person will be the deciding factor of who really believed in you and what they were willing to do to see you get there. As a significant other, you witness a side that is exclusively shared behind closed doors.

I've always said that a man with a plan is sexy. Being confident in a proposition is commendable in some aspect but being able to defend criticism with a uncanning rebuttal will exhibit just how much work you have put in. Like one of my friends Jozen had once said, "I'm a big supporter of free speech but I also believe in being accountable for the speech you speak." Not only is it fascinating to watch just how passionate a man can be about where he believes he is destined to be but it is also astonishing to see just how much they will endure to arrive there both mentally, physically and emotionally.

I've always believed that as a woman that you should contribute to your man's foundation. To be there to support him in every way possible but to also keep him in check; to remind him of his humble beginnings and to be there to extract the superficial from his true self. I also believe that as a woman, that you should also assist him by preparing him for the unfavorable inevitable. It is not to demolish his courageous drive but to strengthen the anticipation of the unpredictable journey that lies ahead.

So baby...I'll be here to help pick up the pieces after your hard day so that you can get yourself together to face tomorrow. It doesn't matter how many rounds we have to tolerate, I'll be there till the last second of each one because I'll always be loyal, your #1 fan. I'll be there to resuscitate you when you feel like your life has been consumed by all that doubted. I'll be there to believe in you and all that you desire to be; and I'll do this not because it is required of me but because I have faith in the talents that you posses.  Just as much as you yearn to show the world what you are capable of, I want the world to see the reasons why I love you. So even if it means giving up our love so that you can attain your life long dream, I'm willing to do whatever it takes because in the end, I can only hope that you would love me enough to do the same.



..."you're almost there. You can do it, I believe in you baby. So close from here, baby I’ma be your motivation"...

Liquid Confessions (Part 1)

As I'm about to settle in these warm covers at the end of this cold night and after a long day, the phone rings. I look over and it's you. You just finished your first project as the top notch hot shot that you are. Posting up on my side with the phone held close, I hear every word you say. With my body exhausted out of its existence, I can't help but smile because your plans are finally coming together.

I'm actually surprised that you even called after what I told you couple of nights ago. It's been a while since we broke up and I'm happy that we even have the relationship that we have now. We are civil but deep down inside I know that you have your reservations. My heart has healed, I'm grateful for the memories but I've moved on. It did hurt before; because I knew that we both couldn't continue on the same path and now you're starting to feel pieces of your foundation drifting away. 

You go on and on about the professional hurdles that you have jumped for this opportunity to happen but  I'm slowly falling in and out. 

"I have to go to sleep now, I'm tired."

"Wait, I have so much to tell you because the..."

"Sorry hun but I have to wake up early because he and I are trying to have an early start tomorrow."

You come back down to reality and remember, that I've got someone else and I no longer look at you in that love light anymore. We depart the conversation with no invitation to return but you are reassured with my previous track record of making the right decisions, like the decision that I made of not getting back together with you.

"Okay, I'll let you get some sleep. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Actually, I'll be busy tomorrow. We have an all day thing but congratulations. Hope you have a good night."

While I post up peacefully in my own bed, the rest of your night is far from good because you knew very well that you were not the last person that I was thinking of as I fell asleep. I got you thinking...



"The woman that I would try, is happy with a good guy."

Continued to Part 2