@#&@#&@$*#$&*#*&$#$))#!!!!!!!!!!!
I don't have a clever line to start with tonight, sorry. I'm not feeling well; but who gives two flying fucks on a spaceship, yah'dddigg? I need something to listen to. Let me grab my iPhone and play something. Hm? I guess I'll listen to Lupe. I'm in a "The Cool" mood.
This song makes me think of Jamal so much.
Anyway, I don't even feel like talking about that. I have a horrible attitude right now. I apologize to anyone that I've copped an attitude with or will cop one with tonight. Blame my mood and not my heart, I guess. I'm just not really feelin' it. A few people deserve to be snapped on, but I'm trying to keep my cool - you know?
If you are what you say you are, a superstar. Right? I want to be a superstar. Not to you, not to them, but to me. I want to look in the mirror and see a superstar. When I look in the mirror, it feels like I'm chasing a dream instead of living the dream. I'm not there yet. I feel it close, but I just can't grasp it. I want and fiend for it. You don't understand, do you? You'll never understand. It's okay, I'm not asking you to.
Father's Day is coming up. Ha? Lol, fuck that shit. I don't care much about that day. It used to depress me, but I'm so over that. It's not much of a big deal to me anymore. I don't even think I'll be happy for it when I have children. I hope they change that for me. Is it this weekend? Lol, see I don't even know when it is. If it's this weekend, my father will be in Michigan. I hope he's not expecting anything. Oops? I don't give two happy go lucky fucks about it.
So, really - I've been thinking about a family. The idea seems so great and everything, but in reality, do you see me with a family? Lol, like I've always thought about it. I can barely keep a girlfriend, tell me how I'm going to get a wife? I don't see myself having children out of wedlock. No bastard Jay, Jr.'s. I joke about it, but I'm so serious.
Wait, I forgot - all of you niggas. Do you really think I'm doing drugs? Like seriously? You people annoy the fuck out of me. No, I'm not doing cocaine. Oh, so you're judging me now? So many of you ignroant ass fucks have called me stupid for doing coke. Bitch, I'm not doing coke. Get the fuck of my dick, seriously. Keep my name out of your conversations. I'm not doing drugs you illiterate, uneducated, STD having broads. Seriously, if you have something to say - post it in a comment with your contact information. I'm not that hard to reach, either. That's all on that.
Happy Birthday, Kayla.
I feel like, sticky? It's that damned hot and I don't feel good at all. I just want to lay down and not be bothered by any of you. Well, I have exceptions. The rest of you, leave me the fuck alone. Seriously. I'm about to get up from this blog shit, though. There's nothing else to talk about. Really, though.
Fuck your night.
I don't have a clever line to start with tonight, sorry. I'm not feeling well; but who gives two flying fucks on a spaceship, yah'dddigg? I need something to listen to. Let me grab my iPhone and play something. Hm? I guess I'll listen to Lupe. I'm in a "The Cool" mood.
This song makes me think of Jamal so much.
If we can break down those walls to set you free
We would, cause we out here,
And we miss you.
If we could build a ladder that tall to come and see you
We would, cause we down here,
And we miss you.
We would, cause we out here,
And we miss you.
If we could build a ladder that tall to come and see you
We would, cause we down here,
And we miss you.
Anyway, I don't even feel like talking about that. I have a horrible attitude right now. I apologize to anyone that I've copped an attitude with or will cop one with tonight. Blame my mood and not my heart, I guess. I'm just not really feelin' it. A few people deserve to be snapped on, but I'm trying to keep my cool - you know?
If you are what you say you are, a superstar. Right? I want to be a superstar. Not to you, not to them, but to me. I want to look in the mirror and see a superstar. When I look in the mirror, it feels like I'm chasing a dream instead of living the dream. I'm not there yet. I feel it close, but I just can't grasp it. I want and fiend for it. You don't understand, do you? You'll never understand. It's okay, I'm not asking you to.
Father's Day is coming up. Ha? Lol, fuck that shit. I don't care much about that day. It used to depress me, but I'm so over that. It's not much of a big deal to me anymore. I don't even think I'll be happy for it when I have children. I hope they change that for me. Is it this weekend? Lol, see I don't even know when it is. If it's this weekend, my father will be in Michigan. I hope he's not expecting anything. Oops? I don't give two happy go lucky fucks about it.
So, really - I've been thinking about a family. The idea seems so great and everything, but in reality, do you see me with a family? Lol, like I've always thought about it. I can barely keep a girlfriend, tell me how I'm going to get a wife? I don't see myself having children out of wedlock. No bastard Jay, Jr.'s. I joke about it, but I'm so serious.
Wait, I forgot - all of you niggas. Do you really think I'm doing drugs? Like seriously? You people annoy the fuck out of me. No, I'm not doing cocaine. Oh, so you're judging me now? So many of you ignroant ass fucks have called me stupid for doing coke. Bitch, I'm not doing coke. Get the fuck of my dick, seriously. Keep my name out of your conversations. I'm not doing drugs you illiterate, uneducated, STD having broads. Seriously, if you have something to say - post it in a comment with your contact information. I'm not that hard to reach, either. That's all on that.
Happy Birthday, Kayla.
I feel like, sticky? It's that damned hot and I don't feel good at all. I just want to lay down and not be bothered by any of you. Well, I have exceptions. The rest of you, leave me the fuck alone. Seriously. I'm about to get up from this blog shit, though. There's nothing else to talk about. Really, though.
Fuck your night.
7 comments:
if you began doing coke, I'd call you stupid.
blue magic huh?
hugs not drugs. vague metaphors aren't for everybody.
my nigga, your page is blinkin @ me. :|
your freaking blog is adorable!
your layout is too cute, just like Jay.
:)
LMAO @ Nigga's ACTUALLY thinking you were doing coke. That's hilarity.
I still have work to do on my blog, ugh.
And I though we were having beautiful wedlock babies together, Jay? What happened?
LOL, rawr.
I swear you know thee dumbest people though. Like, it's kinda ridiculous if you think about it. Ole illiterate, uneducated, STD having broads ;]]
AHH1! DUDE. Your blog just winked at me, creep.
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