Contrary to popular belief:

I'm complicated.
What it is one time PAC DIV.
My mind is a blood red brick house on Stone street
with thousands of rooms; blue mirrors,
the auroma of marajuana and music.
Cacoethes Scribendi. Get it tattooed on my wrist.
New Orleans native. My accent proves it all.
I am finally beggining to accept the fact that I am meant to be alone.
I am forever in the cycle of change.
I tend to treat serious situations like how I treat strangers.
I'm a starving writer and a dying phtographer.
No one will ever comprehend or understand.
When I die I want Bob Marley playing at my gravesite.
I am the rose that grew from concrete.



3.27.2009

The first time .

The first time you ever do something ,
whether you have sex , smoke or fall .
It will not be the best thing you do .

A blog is different .
There are only a few who can type and
have people who are actully fans of what they say .
I would like to thank Dre for inspiring me to start blogging .
I would also like to thank "Big Daddy Chris" also .
Lmao .

I'll be update more shit when i figure out this site .
Bye .