seriously…some of yall…or should I say one of yall have too much time on ur hands to be playin these childish ass games (wit me). Read More » February 9, 2010 No Comments
Dear (insert your name here), what the hell is it that I have or what is it that you are so damn fuk’n jealous of that you go to some stupid childish ass means to…key word…TRY…and fuk it up for me? [keep testin me] Read More » February 8, 2010 No Comments
…Aint a stain on me…uh… aint a stain on me…uh uh…aint a stain on me, aint a stain on me…uh uh…aint a stain on me…uh uh…aint a stain on me…uh…all in the club bitch it aint a stain on me… Read More » February 7, 2010 No Comments
treading quietly into the devil’s den…being careful not to make any noise… Read More » February 6, 2010 No Comments
Battered and beaten…I now recede…My strength and stability gone…I now bleed…As my body and mind are helpless to the coming stampede…A way out I desperately need…but alas, its too late…shackled I am by fatigue…denied from the joy of being freed…i only lay here…and just bleed…just..bleed… Read More » February 4, 2010 No Comments
why does escaping reality to ease the mind is always followed by an untimely return to reality thats worse that when you left… Read More » February 3, 2010 No Comments
should have popped a tylenol or two earlier so I would be sleep by now…oh well…guess ill set it up for tomorrow… Read More » February 2, 2010 No Comments
Hmmm…preliminary recon is not coming back with good news…instincts are telling me that something isnt right…but the ball is already movin on this plan… Read More » February 1, 2010 No Comments
