Think what you want of me .. your not there.

This has got to be one of the worst days of my life, just add it up to the many up there. As much as I was looking forward to this day, God I didn’t think of the part where I’d actually have to see you off. The ride to the airport .. Heh, can you actually believe that its been a year since we’ve all been together like that? And we live in the same house! Ha, thats fucken ironic. Fuck this, I dont even understand why Im being like this! I dont understand why IM the one who had to say sorry, why I feel as if my heart is breaking .. its not my fault .

YOU made my year an actual living hell.
YOU wanted me to put YOUR happiness before mine.
YOU managed to turn what I used to call home, to a place to eat and sleep.
YOU have me fearing whether Im going to have a bed to go to everytime I step out the door.
YOU have me closing my bedroom door ALL the time, because I cant stand to hear your voice. 
YOU are pretty much the reason why I dont go to church anymore.
YOU have me feeling so awkward around my family, especially my Godfathers - because I know they’re on your side. 
I cant watch “What a Girl Wants” anymore because it breaks my heart to see that father-daughter relationship. 
Im jealous of my friends (namely isa) cause of her relationship with her dad and Id wish so much that you were like that.
And the list goes on ..

I hope this month with you away .. will make you realize some things. I pray to God that when you come back you wont be so angry anymore .. and if you are.. then maybe I’ll say sorry. But the ridiculous thing is .. I know your never going to change. Your pride wont let you.

And that just absolutely destroys me, because no matter how mad I am at you, or how much you make my life a living hell… some where deep down in my heart ..  

I miss my daddy.  

I don't run with the quantity, just the quality of bitches.

I roll wit’ nothin’ but them pretty bitches, witty bitches, them neva-actin’-shitty bitches, fine bitches, them always on my mind bitches, them slick bitches, them ‘who you callin’ bitch?’ bitches, quick to blast bitches, all about the cash bitches, live bitches, them fuck-you-in-your-ride bitch, rain-or-shine,-by-your-mothafuckin’-side bitches, them blaze a sack bitches, meet-me-on-the-‘Lac bitches, them pack-the-gat bitches, always got yo’ back bitches, classy bitches, sexy when they sassy bitches, hangin’ ‘round, give you pussy by the pound bitches, them do-it-all bitches, keep you standin’ tall bitches, ‘You say you ballin’, Well meet me at the mall’ bitches, On-the-grind bitches, press rewind if the pussy don’t blow ya mind’ bitches, just your not your ordinary typa bitch bitches. 

Hell Yes.

“Laugh out loud material” :D

What can I say .. Entertainment at its finest. HA..HA..HA.