I'm on a coke diet.
'Sup? Ah, another boring day. I watched one movie today and I'm about to watch another. I actually fell asleep before I got to watch Jumper last night, so I'm going to start that right now. Today, I watched "The Game Plan" with The Rock. What a cute little movie it was. Lol, I can't wait until I'm stable enough to have a child, or five. Notice how I said stable enough. I don't want any children unless I can take care of my wife, my children, and myself. Anyway, the movie was pretty great. I want a daughter. -sighs. She'll be pretty great too.
Ah, another 32 comment blog. Keep it up. Once you people start slacking on commenting and 'showing love', that's when I'll start my killing spree. So when you wake up with a porcupine prick stuck in your left eyeball and your neck sliced open with a safety pin, you'll understand. Well, when you don't wake up, as a better notion. I'm so serious, nigga. Ga'head, ask me. Why so serious? I'm no joking, either. Fall off, see what happens.
Today, I was woke up by my inconsiderate mother and her loud ass music. Like, who blasts music at 7am on a fucking Saturday. If you don't go lay your ass back down and wait until noon. The fuck? Everyone knows life doesn't begin until 1PM on a Saturday. They're disrespecting the rules. Like, her and her fiance were up all giggly and shit. Playing loud ass music. I'm not exaggerating. It sounded like they were having a party downstairs. So disrespectful. Now, let me go do some shit like that and it's a problem. I had my music on the second lowest setting a few nights ago while everyone was awake and she spazzed. I have no idea why I moved back here. Eh, I only have a month or two left, though.
I'm watching some shit on TV right now about Ancient tattoos. God, I want more tattoos. I can't wait until I get to Florida so I can work on my sleeves. I'm not telling you what I'm getting though. I see how you people like to bite what I do. You know? From your lingo to your swag. I don't want any of you fuck faces stealing my tattoos, either. I'm just that cool and I know you want them. This shit is ill, though. I want to try some of these tattoos in the old fashioned way that they're talking about. It looks painful, but I'm game. Word, though.
Anyway, Jumper time.
'Sup? Ah, another boring day. I watched one movie today and I'm about to watch another. I actually fell asleep before I got to watch Jumper last night, so I'm going to start that right now. Today, I watched "The Game Plan" with The Rock. What a cute little movie it was. Lol, I can't wait until I'm stable enough to have a child, or five. Notice how I said stable enough. I don't want any children unless I can take care of my wife, my children, and myself. Anyway, the movie was pretty great. I want a daughter. -sighs. She'll be pretty great too.
Ah, another 32 comment blog. Keep it up. Once you people start slacking on commenting and 'showing love', that's when I'll start my killing spree. So when you wake up with a porcupine prick stuck in your left eyeball and your neck sliced open with a safety pin, you'll understand. Well, when you don't wake up, as a better notion. I'm so serious, nigga. Ga'head, ask me. Why so serious? I'm no joking, either. Fall off, see what happens.
Today, I was woke up by my inconsiderate mother and her loud ass music. Like, who blasts music at 7am on a fucking Saturday. If you don't go lay your ass back down and wait until noon. The fuck? Everyone knows life doesn't begin until 1PM on a Saturday. They're disrespecting the rules. Like, her and her fiance were up all giggly and shit. Playing loud ass music. I'm not exaggerating. It sounded like they were having a party downstairs. So disrespectful. Now, let me go do some shit like that and it's a problem. I had my music on the second lowest setting a few nights ago while everyone was awake and she spazzed. I have no idea why I moved back here. Eh, I only have a month or two left, though.
I'm watching some shit on TV right now about Ancient tattoos. God, I want more tattoos. I can't wait until I get to Florida so I can work on my sleeves. I'm not telling you what I'm getting though. I see how you people like to bite what I do. You know? From your lingo to your swag. I don't want any of you fuck faces stealing my tattoos, either. I'm just that cool and I know you want them. This shit is ill, though. I want to try some of these tattoos in the old fashioned way that they're talking about. It looks painful, but I'm game. Word, though.
Anyway, Jumper time.
26 comments:
Rofl. Jay. You honestly DO NOT NEED anymore tattoos. Sit your tall ass down.
Anywho, lawd knows we don't need another little mini Jay running around NO WHERE on this either let alone 8. pfft, hell no. That's just some scary shit..
Love ya, though.
Btw, I can make it... better ;)
lmfao @ your neck sliced open with a safety pin.
& i wanted to see jumper also, but blah i never got around to it.
shit, i wish i could sleep until 1 on a saturday, but my ass wakes up at like 9 or 10.
I only read the first paragraph then I figured out...
I don't give two fucks about three fucks about this blog.
yep, i'm hatin' ♥
Aasiyah, I offfiiiccalllly hate you! Lol, that shit is ugh! UGH!
Adina, that's some tough shit, huh? That's how I get down. Jumper is cool. I couldn't tell you what happened because I was extra sleepy. It's not good as it was hyped, though.
I don't mean like, SLEEP until 1. I mean, life starts. Go out, do something, blast your music, something! Not at no fucking 7AM.
Mai, that's exactly why I don't read your blog. You know, because I don't give a whole fuck about you. ♥
lol, i know what you mean.
& thanks for caring about my dad.
i appreciate it a lot.
& them church meals be lovely, i know i'm eating good today.
& my mom mom woke me up today making coffee & shit.
she doesn't know what laying in the bed is.
Lol @ "Why so serious".
& Fiancee? Since when? I thought they were just dating. New step-father Jay?
Seriously, it's no problem. I know how it feels to lose someone close. All you can do is try to move on while keeping their memory in you.
Whew, I'm getting hungry - no more Sunday meal talk.
Lol, my mom works 12 hours a day and is out of the house 14 hours a day. Psh, she enjoys laying around.... sometimes.
OH YEA! ADINA!
Omg, I'm so slow. I asked you to find "Black Presidents" for me and it's BLACK REPUBLICANS. Black Presidents is a song I did! LMAO! Omg, I'm so stupid.
OMG. Aasiyah!?
I thought you died.
=\
How come every time I post a reply, someone else comments?!
But, yea - they've been engaged for like two-three months now. Where have you been? Oh, running away from Jay. Step-father my ass. I'm too grown to be calling that man my step-father. He'll be "my mothers husband".
AGAIN! YOU SEE! I POSTED A REPLY AND SOMEONE ELSE COMMENTED! THIS SHIT IS CRAZY!
- leaves comment.
Fag.
"So when you wake up with a porcupine prick stuck in your left eyeball and your neck sliced open with a safety pin, you'll understand."
Once again Adina.
Stealing half my quote.
You know damn well I like to quote the inhuman, gory, gutter statements that make me laugh.
Confession.
Statements like that are the only reason I read this niggas wack as shit!
[runs house]whatyagonnado!?[/runs house]
Fuckamarstoo.
- waves. Hey, China boo! :D
Nigga, my comment board is not a family reunion.
Nigga..
I wouldn't even fight you, cuz. 'cause I love you too much.. I'd fight my brother..
- creasin'.
LMAO! GTFOMGDCH!
nigga, you mad retarded.
you want it now?
lmfao, shut up mars.
i quoted first.
Don't tell me to shut up, hoe.
I'll knock your block off.
BOX UP!
Lmao
&& you know what?
fuckamars?
Nahhhh nigga, fuckajay!
stillfuckamars.
Whatever.
Fuck you.
wow, I was just joking.
You know I value you and shit
<3
fuckagotdamnedmars.
Lol, I was playing too Mai.
Gawdstupidho.
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