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So, I'm just sitting here looking through Lizzy's flickr. These pictures are fucking amazing and I'm hella bored. She makes me want to spend a lot of money on a camera and act like Lizzy for a day. Lol, fuck all that. Juelz just hit me up, but I'm tired now. I think all of those sleepless nights are catching up. I'ma talk to her for as long as I can before I pass out. I missed her so, today. Lol, right? Fuck you and your life.

Text messaging is fucking stupid. I swear, my inbox is full already and it hasn't been 24 hours since I cut it back on. Every... Why as I'm typing this another text message comes in?! Man, what the fuck. I hate this shit. I'm getting mad for no reason. I'm getting this shit cut back off, I swear. And there's another one coming in right now. This shit is so stupid. Why do people sit and text all day? Bitch call me and tell me what you have to say. UGH!

So anyway, tomorrow is coming. I'm not speaking on it or the importance of tomorrow to me in this blog. Just know it's tomorrow. If you don't know what tomorrow is, cool. I don't expect y'all to know. I haven't had a good "tomorrow" in a few years. Hopefully I'll enjoy this tomorrow. You know? Just celebrate and be happy and all that gay ass shit.

I wonder does Lizzy have some type of fetish with hearts? Like they're a million hearts in this flickr. Does she get off by drawing a heart?! Stop being so girly, ho. LOL! Anyway, my mom bought a new car today. She's going to go get it right now. She uppin' her life and got a nice 2009 jump off. I see big bawlin', huh? Fuck her and her money. I'm jealous.

Lol, okay I just felt like blogging because I was bored.

I'll be back tonight.