it prolly isn't really at all, i'm being dramatic i guess. its mainly been about trying to score moar roots and that tlc is boring. lol, plus i am dreading when i have to do all that ****ing physical labour of moving
ah, you know, took a break from teh interwebz, went away to the beach for a while got some fresh straight outta high school puss (or so i'm led to believe) on new years, which made me happy for a little bit. plus im moving into a new fresh bachelor pad soon which is stressing me out, plus i have people who are imposing themselves on wanting to move in with me, "so when are we moving in", i was like "hooooold up". old friends vs a really hot chick with a great rack. seems everyone wants a piece of the span man pad
Also i'm in the middle of an identity crisis, may be having a meltdown irl for whatever reason. srs bzn. i feel i haven't really achieved anything so far, besides a killer wardrobe and street smarts that would make gangsta lean back and be like 'awwwwwwwww shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit'