Thirty-three.

I give you my all, but it seems like that's not enough.
Better you get all of me.
A lot things have changed from what I've seen.
Is this the way it's supposed to be?

Are you in that mood yet?

Man, this song. Everyone can relate to this shit one way or another. Eh, it's been a while since I slept. I feel like I'm about to crash, yo. I just want to lay down and rest. You know? Be at ease when I lay down and slip into a deep sleep. I'm up all night, yo. I rarely get to just lay down and get that much needed rest. I can tell the shit is catching up to me. I'm not physically exhausted though, just mentally. On the fly though, I've been reading(or trying to read) a few poetry pieces tonight. I guess that's what love is, huh? She showed me a glimpse in her writings. Shit made me think about all the years I wasted with people. Time I could have used doing something productive, you know? I have my whole life ahead of me though. Who has patience these days? I'm a hard person to get along with. Seriously, to find a reason to like me - you have to think hard. Shit, I can't even think of a reason.

Talking to oh girl makes me think though, kind of. Why are all the good women torn, battle weary, scared, or just simply at their wits end? Some people are genuinely good, ehh - they don't deserve it. People like her, you know? I wonder have I broken someone's heart? I've lead people on before, but I think I've been pretty much a great person in my life to companions. Besides, I'm usually the nigga left stuck - ya'kno? I guess the women who go through shit have the experience and know how to be the great people they are. I don't know. I don't think I'd ever understand it. Give me a woman who's tired of the bullshit, and I'll turn her into a queen. I guess I like the challenge. It gives me something to work for. They say pain shared is pain lessened though. Maybe it's just the women who's been through shit can relate to me and help me decipher the bullshit in my life. In return I'd help her as much as I can. That's the point of a relationship, right?

Man, I really miss my sister. I need to talk to her. She's the only one that I can talk to about this situation. I'm fucking confused and lost about it. I'm kind of jealous. She's living her life, and I want her to myself. That's my big sister, yo. She's my bestfriend and we rarely talk anymore. She has her boyfriend and everything, that's cool. She's given more than enough to make sure I stayed on the right path in these past two years. She'll make sense out of this whole situation. I guess I'll just leave it here. I know my blogs are ending abruptly now, I'm sorry. I'm reverting to my old ways. You know? When I begin to open up, I just stop. I can't help it. It's not like many people read this shit anyway. I use this is a personal therapeutic release. Anyway, be easy.

YOUSENTMETHELTHATSENTMETOHELL.
Outro.