112.

And girls keep tellin' me I'm still as snobby.

You know? I've been thinking a lot these days. I really understand the order of life - but I'm still lost on the order that I've chosen to take. I know this doesn't make sense to you. Isn't it funny how things sound so much better in your head? Usually - I have the right words to say, but call me wordless today. Like - don't get it confused, I'm not in an emo moment. I'm rather happy right now. You know, chillin'?

So I need a fucking haircut, right?


I know I'm mad sexy with my hair all not even cut and shit. Baby, don't lick your screen - come lick me. We can get it in! Psh, the iPhone is the real star of that photo though. Lol, fuck you mean nigga?

Seriously, I'm working on some shit - son. I'm serious, so serious. I really wish I had the resources I need. Do you understand how serious this shit is? Like soooooo serious. Nah, you don't understand. I'm working on this song called "Bring It Back(Older Chick)". I think I'm going to release that track as another promotional single. Like I did for She Want's That. I'll release the two again after this photoshoot on Sunday.

And I got verses, I got verses.
My 16's should be arriving in hearses.
They get bodies - you see how I murk this.
I switch flows more than my girl switch purses.

You know what I find myself extremely attracted to these days? Legs. Gawd, that shit is such a beautiful thing. I love seeing a female with a golden colored skin tone and smooth legs. Not like, skinny legs, and not fat legs. Just, you know! I can't even explain it right. It's just something you see and be like. "Gawd, those legs are beautiful." - You know? That female you approach and be like. "Excuse me miss, mind if I put some suave with aloe vera lotion on your legs?" Lol, don't think me strange.

On some real shit. You know, I get mad at people for acting their age. Like, I know it's foul - but I'm so much older than a lot of you. Not age wise, but my mental state and a lot of material things. Don't be insulted - because it's true. I have my own, I make my own, and I hold my own. Anyone who knows me and not my age would never say that I'm 19. Even the people who know my age forget how old I am. Everyone I mess with in my life is extremely older than me, minus a few. Last night I was chillin' with my dude Calvin. Yea, when my status said I dipped out - I went to the club for a bit. So, now you nosey fucks can get off my sack and stop asking. So, anyway - after the club Calvin and I were just talking. He's like:

"Damn, I forget how young you really are. Sometimes that can be bad, live your life."

I guess? I don't know. Like really, Cal is about to 26 on Monday. That's cool and shit, yah'meen. But we just talked for a smooth minute. I didn't get back the house until about 5:30 AM. He's working on getting me a job at this one spot. I can't wait to get in that bitch, lol. The money sounds so great. That's going to be extremely sexy. I can get my college money back up.

So, son. Ki put me up on these Oreo's the other day. Them shits are mad good and shit. Lol, inside joke. She'll get it if she reads this. I've been snacking on them back to back to back to back. Now y'all know I'm not much of a junk food eater anymore, but they're like... I don't know. You ever had heaven on your tongue? Oh that sounded nasty. Who wants their pussy ate? Sike, I ain't say that - that was your imagination. Lol, anyway - they're so good. I swear. I would tell you what they are, but I don't want y'all to eat them. I save them all for myself!

RAWR, LEGGO MY OREO!