February 2012
I hate when I see guys doing things that I do. Like complement you, touch you or anything in general. Like it ticks me off. You might not think its serious, but to me it is. You say you’re not into them or they are ugly. But it’s always not about the looks. Personality counts too.
I wish you knew how jealous I get when you are near any guy. Just saying.
Time to take a shower.
I’ve been home for a hour an a half from my workout and I’m still just chiilin. Probably gonna take a show. Iron my clothes. Talk to babe then sleep.
230 out my own pocket.
If I didn’t care about you, you won’t see a dime from me. But I do love you, so you’re worth every penny.
I want to thank everyone who greeted me on my birthday. It means a lot to take a few minutes of your time to type something up. I know at one point in time we connected and we we’re close. So I must mean something to you guys.
Happy birthday to me. Hate growing up, but got to do it one day. Finally 17.
Away for the day. Just not feeling it. No phone and social media for me.
It’s whatever. I know you couldn’t see me tomorrow. By all I ask for was today. I really don’t me that much to you I guess. And you knew how I felt about my birthday. I’m not excited at all, but having you for a few hours before it would of made me happy. Oh well, life goes on and I’m just out of it. Not feeling the joy.
I lost my motivation for school.
My bestfriend.
This might sound gay. But I have to say my older brother. Me and him been through everything together. We slept together when we were in froster care, on the streets when are block was closed down, and was always there when we needed something mental or physical help.
I love that guy. I won’t ask for another brother out there. I love you itchy.
I'm in a blogging mode.
Reblogging and post shit.
I don’t care what you get me. All that matter is the thought. I’m not one of those guys that will ask people for this and that. I’m one of those guys that takes the hint and will try my best to get you what you wanted.
7 more days till my birthday.
Yeah, it’s in a week. But guess what; I’m not that excited this year. From birth I would always talk about it, but this year I feel like it’s nothing new and not that special. It’s just another year of my birth. Everyday I get older and older. Nothing really new.
When you ball out your eyes for a girl you love.
I think I'm ready for the bussiness world.
I don’t mind being at a desk or doing numbers, because I’m good at that. I kind of like being alone and doing my own thing. Once in awhile I’ll ask for help, but I can do things on my own. It’s been like that all my life. But anyways; I want to be a something important in business.
We’ll wish me luck; less than a month from now gonna do someone taxes.
10 more days till my birthday :)
Well it’s just another day tho.
I love how I start off my mornings. I wake up around 6 to 7ish, call babe to wake her lazy ass up then knock out till she says “she got to go.” Then get ready for school and dip.
January 2012
