well the days are old and my journals are a minimum time to tell you my thoughts.

well last weekend...wat a hell of a weekend i ate 16 yoks in two days my head hurt a lot on sunday morning and i didnt remember anything (lucky me) and i was happy until i met all my friends i was with that weekend especially scholsies knob tits mcgee and the scarface killa was there and we all had a laugh, my mother kicked me out of her house and i officially quit college to get government assisted income until i find a job and can move into my own place

i have hit the low and i dont know if im happy or sad glad or mad who knows y i think of my emotions anymore they all go out the window when i fuck off to that magical quiet place were you can make a fool of yourself and everyone loves you for it or so you think people telling me "cut yer hair and quit drugs i wud definatley think yer much more attractive" yea well fuck off to you too ::sniffs forcefully while grits teeth and eyes roll back:: does this have to end yes it does wen you and scholsies knob are the only two awake on a sunday morning after no sleep rapping about yer heart racing a million and yer body at three no more yoks or swine to wash away all your fears, tears and love smears because thats all it was drift away to the beat of your own drum literally and remember while u still live and go to sleep so u will wake up


-peace