It's just one of those days...
Last night, I really needed to talk to someone. Eh, I really didn't have many people to speak to. That's cool, I never depend on anyone. I talked to China a bit about a few things, but she got upset because I was smoking. I'm sorry, I can't help the black and mild crave. It's my slow death. We all die one day, I'd rather choose my death. That sounds so emo, but - really. I like having control over my life and the direction it's going. The only thing I don't have control over is my death. You ever thought about that? I mean, really - you ever thought about how you wanted to die? I've thought about it a lot for years. You know, that sudden realization that you're not going to live forever. Do you know how your family will take your death? Will you be missed or are you a burden? Eh, I remember when I did this song.
I try to see the good life, the good things in life are hard to find. - Realest shit he ever wrote. Okay, so moving on. I don't intend for this whole blog post to be all sad and shit. Lol, let me call somebody a fag or some shit. Aye, I get paid tomorrow - fuck yea! Money makes me cum, money-money makes me cum! Oh, that was so nasty, huh? You make me cum too, boo. LMAO! I'm bullshittin', chill out! Fuck bitches, get money? Yea? Word.
Damn, I have to go to work tonight. Oops? I've been off three nights and - you know what. I'm going to leave that alone. I'm sorry to cut off mid-sentence, but I'm just going to let that go. No point. So yea, worked on the project again yesterday. I'm worrking on this ill song, yo. Like the song is fucking monstrous! I let Lizzy read the first verse and all of that shit. I just pretty much stole Ace's support team. My bad, bro. -sigh, I'll go find my own. Kris isn't around when I need her though! Her ol' "I wanna go get a life" ass. The fuck told her to go out and find something productive to do!?
I had a small conversation with Ki last night that really made me think about myself. Eh, am I too bent on not appearing weak and submissive in life? Word - well, nevermind; didn't mean to get extra serious on y'all again! Stop that, Jay! Hey, fagmuffin, what's up? Lol, that was so random.
I really have nothing productive to say.
Last night, I really needed to talk to someone. Eh, I really didn't have many people to speak to. That's cool, I never depend on anyone. I talked to China a bit about a few things, but she got upset because I was smoking. I'm sorry, I can't help the black and mild crave. It's my slow death. We all die one day, I'd rather choose my death. That sounds so emo, but - really. I like having control over my life and the direction it's going. The only thing I don't have control over is my death. You ever thought about that? I mean, really - you ever thought about how you wanted to die? I've thought about it a lot for years. You know, that sudden realization that you're not going to live forever. Do you know how your family will take your death? Will you be missed or are you a burden? Eh, I remember when I did this song.
I try to see the good life, the good things in life are hard to find. - Realest shit he ever wrote. Okay, so moving on. I don't intend for this whole blog post to be all sad and shit. Lol, let me call somebody a fag or some shit. Aye, I get paid tomorrow - fuck yea! Money makes me cum, money-money makes me cum! Oh, that was so nasty, huh? You make me cum too, boo. LMAO! I'm bullshittin', chill out! Fuck bitches, get money? Yea? Word.
Damn, I have to go to work tonight. Oops? I've been off three nights and - you know what. I'm going to leave that alone. I'm sorry to cut off mid-sentence, but I'm just going to let that go. No point. So yea, worked on the project again yesterday. I'm worrking on this ill song, yo. Like the song is fucking monstrous! I let Lizzy read the first verse and all of that shit. I just pretty much stole Ace's support team. My bad, bro. -sigh, I'll go find my own. Kris isn't around when I need her though! Her ol' "I wanna go get a life" ass. The fuck told her to go out and find something productive to do!?
I had a small conversation with Ki last night that really made me think about myself. Eh, am I too bent on not appearing weak and submissive in life? Word - well, nevermind; didn't mean to get extra serious on y'all again! Stop that, Jay! Hey, fagmuffin, what's up? Lol, that was so random.
I really have nothing productive to say.
I tried to warn her.
I tried to warn her.
I tried to warn her.
But she wouldn't listen.
I didn't mean to kill her.
But I had to kill her.
I didn't mean to kill her.
Yes, I'm the KillHer.
I tried to warn her.
I tried to warn her.
But she wouldn't listen.
I didn't mean to kill her.
But I had to kill her.
I didn't mean to kill her.
Yes, I'm the KillHer.
3 comments:
You need to hurry up and finish that one, btw.
get on the grind like clockwork
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