All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom.
Actually, I don't feel like blogging.
BBL.
Okay, I'm back.
I'll rather die enormous than live dormant, that's how we on it.
Can I live? Seriously, though. That line made me want to blog. I really don't have much to talk about, so don't expect any life altering blog that'll bring tears to your eyes. I'm actually quite sleepy. I believe my sleepless nights are catching up to me. That's cool, I'm still a G. Don't get it twisted, sonsondaddyo.
Today was such a long day. I really don't care about how horrible your father's day was because you don't have a father. Like, nigga - I don't have much of a father either, and? Stop crying to me about how you keep thinking about how your life would be different if your deadbeat dad was around. I seriously could give two flying fucks on a rainy day. Crying about the shit isn't going to change much. Nigga, there are three hundred sixty six days this year. Today doesn't mean more because your father isn't there. Get the fuck out of my face with that.
Anyway, I enjoyed most of my day. Well, most of the second half. I went to church today and I bought a pair of shoes and a fitted. Booya! Extra sexy, sexy extra. After that, I picked Shotey up from work. He bought me something to eat too. What a nice fella? Lol, I'm actually kind of hungry now. I didn't each much today, but those chicken strips. If I wasn't so sleepy right now, I'd go get something to eat.
Damn, I forgot what I was going to blog about in this paragraph. I'll just type and type until it comes back. Oh, I remember. Today I heard from two of my ex girlfriends. Wow? These are females that I hadn't heard from in so long. Eh? I can't say that I'm happy to hear from them either. It seems like now that I'm trying to progress and move on in my life, the past just shows up. It's quite annoying. That's cool.
Hey sexy lady it was nice to know you, but I gotta move on.
Can't chip my armor, a nigga too strong.
I really have a Joe Budden line for everything.
Goodnight.
Actually, I don't feel like blogging.
BBL.
Okay, I'm back.
I'll rather die enormous than live dormant, that's how we on it.
Can I live? Seriously, though. That line made me want to blog. I really don't have much to talk about, so don't expect any life altering blog that'll bring tears to your eyes. I'm actually quite sleepy. I believe my sleepless nights are catching up to me. That's cool, I'm still a G. Don't get it twisted, sonsondaddyo.
Today was such a long day. I really don't care about how horrible your father's day was because you don't have a father. Like, nigga - I don't have much of a father either, and? Stop crying to me about how you keep thinking about how your life would be different if your deadbeat dad was around. I seriously could give two flying fucks on a rainy day. Crying about the shit isn't going to change much. Nigga, there are three hundred sixty six days this year. Today doesn't mean more because your father isn't there. Get the fuck out of my face with that.
Anyway, I enjoyed most of my day. Well, most of the second half. I went to church today and I bought a pair of shoes and a fitted. Booya! Extra sexy, sexy extra. After that, I picked Shotey up from work. He bought me something to eat too. What a nice fella? Lol, I'm actually kind of hungry now. I didn't each much today, but those chicken strips. If I wasn't so sleepy right now, I'd go get something to eat.
Damn, I forgot what I was going to blog about in this paragraph. I'll just type and type until it comes back. Oh, I remember. Today I heard from two of my ex girlfriends. Wow? These are females that I hadn't heard from in so long. Eh? I can't say that I'm happy to hear from them either. It seems like now that I'm trying to progress and move on in my life, the past just shows up. It's quite annoying. That's cool.
Hey sexy lady it was nice to know you, but I gotta move on.
Can't chip my armor, a nigga too strong.
I really have a Joe Budden line for everything.
Goodnight.
2 comments:
We'll always be friends because of your second to last line.
-hugs you while you resist-
Yeah, I know you.
Lol, irony?
Niggas..
I'm constantly hearing from ex's.. ugh.
Seems they just can't get enough of me.
OH, and Jay. We have to talk.
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