User Profile

Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo,
but what you want is someone who will take the bus with
you when the limo breaks down.

Actual Name: Carol Tatiana

Nicknames: Kiki, tata, tatys, mama

Age: 14..(about to turn 15 yay!)

Birthday: April 27,1989

Zodiac sign: Taurus

School: Montgomery high School

Close Friends: Ashley!!!! Carlos, Stanley, Paul T., Felipe, Yesenia, Tasha, Veronica, Liz, Sara, Anna and ummm..>>> people!

Hair: long very dark brown with highlights

Eyes: brown

Height: 4'11"

Weight: 126 lbs (im curvy)

Tattoos/Piercings: two lobe pieercings in both ears

Obsessions: Everything taht has to do with Photography...Im a fanatic. my room is covered with pictures and I have 7 drawers full of them!!!

What Would Be On The Soundtrack To My Life:

-Evanescence- "Haunted"
-Pink, "Missundaztood"
-Pink, "Don't Let Me Get Me"
-Papa Roach- "Last Resort"
-Good Charlotte- "Hold On"
-Kelly Clarkson- "Low"
-The Beatles- "Cant buy me love"
-Usher- "yeah"
-Usher-"burned"
-Alanis morriset-"bitch"
-G unit- "I wanna get to know you"
-NB Ridaz-"so fly"
-NB Ridaz_ "Until i die"
-Fulanito-"El gato volador"
-Niche-"Cali pachangero"
-P.diddy-"bad boys for life"
-Lil' john & the East side boys-"Get low."
-NB Rida- "4-ever"
-NB Ridaz-"Sunshine"
-Micheal Jackson-"Thriller"
-No doubt-"Don't peak"
-No Doubt-"Simple kind of life"
-No Doubt-"It's my life"
-No DOubt-"I'm just a girl"

Other Things

I'm afraid of.... people, love, roller coasters, hurting people I care about, the dark, The chainsaw Massecre, Old houses, mice and Ratz!!!!!!!

My bad habits are... I have trouble trusting people, I bottle a lot up inside,I am a neat freak, i know how to hold a grudge, I'm stubborn

What pisses me off/ my pet peeves... homophobes, racists, sexists, bigamists, intolerance, radio commercials, stupid people, people who assume they know everything, when anything is "to-be-continued", people who try to control me, when anyone tells me I can't do something,When someon tells me to calm down *Carlos*, people who judge others without looking at themselves, curfews, cold floors on my bare feet in the morning, being cold, when people don't take responsibilty for their actions, anyone who fucks with the people I care about, people who expect you to listen to them when they don't listen to you, when people are lazy, unclean places, people who put people down or bully people, backstabbers, "fake" people, people who lie, People that harm animals, Cutting yourself.

"Cant say i didnt let you breath, gave you xtra cheese"

G-UNIT LYRICS

"Wanna Get To Know You"
[Chorus:]
I wanna get to know you
I really wanna fuck you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
I'm simply going to drive you crazy

I wanna be your lover
I wanna get to know you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
I'm really gonna drive you crazy

[Young Buc]
Im lovin' how you look in my eyes
Swingin' them hips when you pass
I'm visualizing my name tatooed on that ass baby
Jump on this Harley
Lets go smoke some of that Bob Marley
Sip some Bacardi
Then go pull up at the afterparty
I think we make a perfect couple
But you think I'm trouble
Maybe thats the reason you gave me the wrong number
She got me feeling like "maybe she the wrong woman"
Think im'a be chasin' the chicken head you own somethin'
Your toes painted hair fixed all the time
And your Gucci boots the same color as mine
If you read between the lines you can see that I want you
I betcha I have you doin' what you said that you won't do
Making decisions shorty good things don't last long
Your girlfriend keep showin' me that thong
Before I head home
Im'a stop at your house and blow the horn
If you come outside you know it's on (holla at your boy)

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
Bitches be frustrated with the baller
Wonder why I don't call her
Maybe because I'm busy and she needs someone to spoil her
It gets annoying from time to time I gotta ignore her
In order to let her know we'll be friends and nothing more
She loves it when I'm in town
Hate it when I'm not around
I get her and wear down
Next door neighbors hear the sound
Pictures hittin' the ground
Just enough to hold us down
I'm stickin' n' moving cruising after the third round
Just lay back baby and let me drive you crazy
I can make a 40 year old feel like a young lady
I admit I fell in love with her frame
And to make her feel special I let her call me by my government name
Her panties wet over fame
Fall in love with my chain
I wonder if I wasn't an entertainer would she remain
Surrounding me hounding me trying to be my only
I'm not your boyfriend I'm your homie.

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
(Yeah) What would fuck me up more
Watching her lick her lips
Or watching her walk she hypnotize me with her hips (yeah) man
I sweet talking her if she like
Cause all she really want is a nigga to treat her right right
Look I'm legit now used to break laws
Now you can reap the benefit of world tours
Big house big Benz girl it yours
Mink coats Italian shoes stones with no flaws
You ain't go to look like a model for me to adore you
All you gotta do is love me and be loyal
Don't Indulge in my past fuck what happened before you
Cause their be some homies gonna hate you that never saw you
Come here let my touch on you I let you touch on me
Put my tounge on you you put your tounge on me
Let me ride on you and you can ride on
We can do it all the night
We can have a balla tonight

[Chorus]

I wanna get to know you
I wanna get to know you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
I'm simply gonna drive you, crazy

I wanna be your lover
I wanna get to know you, lady
One dose of my lovin'
I'm really gonna drive you, crazy

[x2]
I wanna be your lover
I really understand you, baby
I wannt be your lover
I really understand you, baby, baby, baby, baby.

"Confessions (Interlude)"
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[Usher talking on phone]
Hello?
Yo I'm in the booth I'mma call you right back
Nah I just gotta put this one part down I'mma call you back
I'm at the studio man what--
Man quit playin' with me man
No for real don't play like that
Are you--are you serious?
How you know?
Put that on everything.
Damn
I'mma call u back
I'mma call u back...

[Intro]
Everytime I was in L.A. I was with my ex-girlfriend
Everytime you called I told you,
"Baby I'm workin." (No!)
I was out doin my dirt (Oh!)
Wasn't thinkin' 'bout you gettin' hurt
(I) was hand in hand in the Beverly Center like man
Not givin' a damn who sees me
So gone (I know)
So wrong (Just listen)
Thinkin' I got it and left you sittin' at home
Thinkin' about me
Bein' a good girl that you are
But you prolly believe you got a good man
I mean I would never do the things I'mma 'bout to tell you I've done
Brace yourself
It ain't good
But it would be even worse if you heard this from somebody else (oh no)

[Usher speaking]
I know you hate me
I know I hurt you
But there's more
listen...

Watch this...

[Chorus]
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I can say
My chick on the side said she got one on the way
These are my confessions
Man I'm throwed and I dont know what to do
I guess I gotta give you part 2 of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all
Damn near cried when I got that phone call
I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do
But to give you part 2 of my confessions

[Verse 1]
Now this gon' be the hardest thing I think I ever had to do
Got me talkin' to myself askin' how I'm gon' tell you
'bout that chick on part 1 I told ya'll I was creepin' with, creepin' with
Said she's 3 months pregnant and she's keepin' it
The first thing that came to mind was you
Second thing was how do I know if it's mine and is it true
Third thing was me wishin' that I never did what I did
How I ain't ready for no kid and bye bye to our relationship

[Chorus]
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I can say
My chick on the side said she got one on the way
These are my confessions
Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do
I guess I gotta give you part 2 of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all
Damn near cried when I got that phone call
I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do
But to give you part 2 of my confessions

[Verse 2]
Sittin here stuck on stupid, tryna figure out
When, what, and how I'mma let this come out of my mouth
Said it ain't gon' be easy
But I need to stop thinkin', contemplatin'
Be a man and get it over with (over with)
I'm ridin' in my whip
Racin' to her place
Talkin' to myself
Preparin' to tell her to her face
She open up the door and didn't want to come near me
I said "one second baby please hear me"

[Chorus]
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I can say
My chick on the side said she got one on the way
These are my confessions
Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do
I guess I gotta give you part 2 of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all
Damn near cried when I got that phone call
I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do
But to give you part 2 of my confessions

[Breakdown]
This by far is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do
To tell you, the woman I love
That I'm having a baby by a woman that I barely even know
I hope you can accept the fact that I'm man enough to tell you this
And hopefully you'll give me another chance
This ain't about my career
This ain't about my life
It's about us
Please

[Chorus]
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I can say
My chick on the side said she got one on the way
These are my confessions
Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do
I guess I gotta give you part 2 of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all
Damn near cried when I got that phone call
I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do
But to give you part 2 of my confessions
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