But Now I'm Back Againn .
Lol .
I went to The N.O. for like a week .
It was Alrightt , Wasn't the best homecoming .
Chiamaka and I are at the cribb .
And Chiamaka is sad .
Because Her Boyfriend Kenny took us to Sonic ,
And we got pulled over by the cops .
He gave him a ticket like a week before he gets his license .
Some Bullshit to the ninth powerr .
But in more heathly news .
I'm getting my blackberry on friday ,
If my brother Eric doesn't hoe mee .
Lol .
BUT YO !
I'm Out ! :)
HighRise.
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.
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.
