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.
Today Is going to be cool .I'm going to go get my hair done .I'm really starting to like the weave thingg . Lmao .And My dad gave me his old Zune .But It's basically brand new because he placed it in this case the second he got it .I'll upload pics of it laterr .ily Dad !
And my moms birthday was cool .
We had a party for her .
And Dad bought her thiss :
And iPod touch .Meaning that I got one as well .Lmao .BUT YO !Peace in the middle eastt .<3
