>Me and the homie D whose blog you can peep here. One of the only new friends I made and kept in touch with from Fil-Grad. Love my bakla. His birthday is coming up and he pulled out the friend-card aka Wu-Tang Forever pic from RTB 2 years ago in an attempt to guilt trip me out. Well it worked you fucker. But I ain’t posting my wife beater tan pic asshole!
Don't tell me not to feel lonely. You don't know what lonely is. I've spent many moons dancing by myself, and solo sunsets staring into my own eyes. Yet, I'm still here scratching and clawing and flou
Love is never enough. Remember when they lied and told us it was? They even made songs about it. But what if we do have more than love? What if we have sweet and sour watermelon kisses in the grass un
It's my Friday morning ritual. This routine is healthy. It's peaceful, it's comforting. I unroll my mat by the door, because it gets hot. But mostly, I don't trust people. I put my phone on DND, and p