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.



5.02.2010


I've always wanted to go to a strip club. I'm not gay, I'm just curious to see what really happens in the clubs. And when I go I'll get a beer, go with a male friend and give the best stripper a twenty. I wanna take strip-pole dance classes too one day. My life is gonna be adventurous.

Shawty let me see you on the flow butt naked.
Show stoppin' pussy poppin'.
Damn I like the way you take it.
Up and down.
Side to side.
Round and round.
Touch the ground.
There you go, now you know howyougottamakeyo'cashflow.
Put them poles, touch them toes, let me see that ass roll.
All in the booty club shawty shake it fo' a dub.
Out of sight so I might stick yo' ass a lil somethin'.
Make that pussy blow a blunt. :)