"yeah when you think about us, think about it, we don't own nothin'
if we get money, we got a little few dollars,
but our whole family tore up.
nigga, you're gettin' money for the
people in your family that ain't got nothin'
when it's all said and done, what do you own?
you don't own nothin', you don't own you.
the nigga playin' basketball, he don't own that jersey.
he can't even be in a commercial with his name on the back.
so when it's really all said and done, what did you do this for?
what difference did you make?"
-Rich Boy "Let's get this Paper"
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
there is a limit to all things
now i know i say some fucked up shit sometimes, but damn there is a limit.
its to the point where one is not just talking about people to crack jokes, but its escalated to that point that a person begins to talk about someone else for underlying reasons. i'm not pointing any fingers, naming names nor am i trying to diagnose anyone of any complex. simply because i do not have a degree in psychology.
lets just get that right for starters.
with that being said, this one female i used to communicate with took something, in my eyes, a bit too far.
situation : there is this other girl i communicate with on CS that just recently found out that she was pregnant. she showed me pictures and i can tell that she's pregnant because of her "baby bump" but she merely just figured she was gaining weight. there was no thought of her even being pregnant because she was still receiving her monthly cycle.
anyway, not long after my friend tells me she's pregnant, she tells me that this one girl is calling her fake in one of her post on CS. after her telling me who it is, i clearly state that i know the girl she's talking about. so i tell her I'll ask her why she thinks she fake & i'd tell her why.
so i hit her up on yahoo asking if she thought this chick was fake & her reasoning behind it, because me knowing her, i'm thinking she would have a legit reason. for example, one of the admin making a post saying her and other screen names have the ip address. [which can't be trusted by the way]
so, I'm talking to my friend and she explains that she think she's fake because she's saying just found out she was pregnant and is lying about it. basically saying, she already knew she was pregnant. that's when i think about it and i'm like, "yeah she has a point." because this pregnancy was random. I later dismiss it the conversation because I remember ol' girl telling me she was still getting her period. and because the girl I know refers to her unborn baby as "a bastard child" which pisses me off, because it offends me. i'll expound later.
I go back to my pregnant friend and explain to her why the girl I know thinks she's fake or whatever. and she tells me that my friend has made her own post about this girl; calling her fake, posting her pictures, going on and on about the situation.
by now I'm irritated with the situation, and i tell not to let it bother her. but she's all in the post trying to prove she's real, telling people to add her myspace because she has proof on there that's she real.
at that point I'm completely disgusted and offended. because not only was this girl someone i communicated with on and off the site and referred to as a friend, but she's going to major lengths to disrespect this girl. and number two, the whole "bastard child/bastard baby" thing urks me because she knows, along with everyone else, that I had my daughter out of wedlock.
i don't give a damn who you think you are, you don't go around poking fun at a pregnant woman and you certainly do not call their unborn child a bastard whether it is politically correct or not.
it only makes me wonder what she would say about me and/or my child behind my back. "oh Ashlee and her bastard daughter." =/
like i said, its some stuff you do and some you don't. there is some stuff you say and some stuff you don't fix your mouth to say. as a person, a grown ass woman/man at that, you should know where and when to draw the line, that's all i'm saying.
for me to communicate or befriend someone who can speak or say something like that with no flinch? hardly. i'm big on respect. as a woman, as a once pregnant woman and now as a parent, i feel disrespected.
and for the record, if the person i'm talking about is reading this blog, i am woman enough to say whatever i need to say to you or anyone else. i do not have "beef" with you nor did i ever have "beef" with you before. at the end of the day, you are just a girl on the internet whom I do not know in real life, and i'm sure I'm the same to you. just being real. lastly, there is no animosity.
i've voiced my opinion, and i'm out.
its to the point where one is not just talking about people to crack jokes, but its escalated to that point that a person begins to talk about someone else for underlying reasons. i'm not pointing any fingers, naming names nor am i trying to diagnose anyone of any complex. simply because i do not have a degree in psychology.
lets just get that right for starters.
with that being said, this one female i used to communicate with took something, in my eyes, a bit too far.
situation : there is this other girl i communicate with on CS that just recently found out that she was pregnant. she showed me pictures and i can tell that she's pregnant because of her "baby bump" but she merely just figured she was gaining weight. there was no thought of her even being pregnant because she was still receiving her monthly cycle.
anyway, not long after my friend tells me she's pregnant, she tells me that this one girl is calling her fake in one of her post on CS. after her telling me who it is, i clearly state that i know the girl she's talking about. so i tell her I'll ask her why she thinks she fake & i'd tell her why.
so i hit her up on yahoo asking if she thought this chick was fake & her reasoning behind it, because me knowing her, i'm thinking she would have a legit reason. for example, one of the admin making a post saying her and other screen names have the ip address. [which can't be trusted by the way]
so, I'm talking to my friend and she explains that she think she's fake because she's saying just found out she was pregnant and is lying about it. basically saying, she already knew she was pregnant. that's when i think about it and i'm like, "yeah she has a point." because this pregnancy was random. I later dismiss it the conversation because I remember ol' girl telling me she was still getting her period. and because the girl I know refers to her unborn baby as "a bastard child" which pisses me off, because it offends me. i'll expound later.
I go back to my pregnant friend and explain to her why the girl I know thinks she's fake or whatever. and she tells me that my friend has made her own post about this girl; calling her fake, posting her pictures, going on and on about the situation.
by now I'm irritated with the situation, and i tell not to let it bother her. but she's all in the post trying to prove she's real, telling people to add her myspace because she has proof on there that's she real.
at that point I'm completely disgusted and offended. because not only was this girl someone i communicated with on and off the site and referred to as a friend, but she's going to major lengths to disrespect this girl. and number two, the whole "bastard child/bastard baby" thing urks me because she knows, along with everyone else, that I had my daughter out of wedlock.
i don't give a damn who you think you are, you don't go around poking fun at a pregnant woman and you certainly do not call their unborn child a bastard whether it is politically correct or not.
it only makes me wonder what she would say about me and/or my child behind my back. "oh Ashlee and her bastard daughter." =/
like i said, its some stuff you do and some you don't. there is some stuff you say and some stuff you don't fix your mouth to say. as a person, a grown ass woman/man at that, you should know where and when to draw the line, that's all i'm saying.
for me to communicate or befriend someone who can speak or say something like that with no flinch? hardly. i'm big on respect. as a woman, as a once pregnant woman and now as a parent, i feel disrespected.
and for the record, if the person i'm talking about is reading this blog, i am woman enough to say whatever i need to say to you or anyone else. i do not have "beef" with you nor did i ever have "beef" with you before. at the end of the day, you are just a girl on the internet whom I do not know in real life, and i'm sure I'm the same to you. just being real. lastly, there is no animosity.
i've voiced my opinion, and i'm out.
Friday, February 13, 2009
photoshop
so, Shane photoshopped my picture.
i look so fake =/
call me asian and i will be forced to end your life.
call me asian and i will be forced to end your life.
the end.
034
"when i was a kid i used to pray every night for a new bicycle. then i realized God doesn't work that way. so, i stole one and prayed for forgiveness."
"how many people where have telekinetic powers?" -raises my hand-
"never be afraid to try something new. remember, armatures built the ark. professionals built the titanic."
“oh, you hate your job? why didn't you say so? there's a support group for that. it's called EVERYBODY, and they meet at the bar.”
“since light travels faster than sound, people appear bright until you hear them speak.”
“your heart is my piñata.”
“find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... the one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'”
“tears are words the heart can't express.”
“life's disappointments are harder to take when you don't know any swear words.”
“to wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are.”
“there's no half-singing in the shower, you're either a rock star or an opera diva.”
“you haven't lost your smile at all, it's right under your nose. you just forgot it was there.”
“they may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.”
"how many people where have telekinetic powers?" -raises my hand-
"never be afraid to try something new. remember, armatures built the ark. professionals built the titanic."
“oh, you hate your job? why didn't you say so? there's a support group for that. it's called EVERYBODY, and they meet at the bar.”
“since light travels faster than sound, people appear bright until you hear them speak.”
“your heart is my piñata.”
“find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... the one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'”
“tears are words the heart can't express.”
“life's disappointments are harder to take when you don't know any swear words.”
“to wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are.”
“there's no half-singing in the shower, you're either a rock star or an opera diva.”
“you haven't lost your smile at all, it's right under your nose. you just forgot it was there.”
“they may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.”
Thursday, February 12, 2009
cheese
yeah, so my ugly ass took another new picture and shit. god, and i'm smiling on this one. so enjoy this shit. of course, there is a story behind the smile.so yeah, the other day someone asked me a question that kinda made me feel bad about my non-smiling. i mean, i look nice and everything, don't get me wrong, but i don't smile much. anyway, there's the conversation.
him: why you look so unhappy?
me: huh? nah, i'm good.
him: i've been looking at you and you haven't smiled one time. you just look unhappy i guess.
me: smile?
him: yeah you know what you do when you're happy?
me: why should i smile if i have no reason to smile?
i mean, who just randomly smiles all the time? maybe i am different and maybe normal people do smile a lot or whatever. i don't just sit around and smile, or when i look at people and they look at me i smile at them. that shit is just weird to me though.
dont get it twisted, it's not that i don't ever smile. i smile when i with Telly, cause i be fucking laughing my ass off. Josh & Tay make me smile. and when i talk to Mimi, Koko, Rina and my other friends i smile too. all them niggas funny as fuck.
lol, which reminds me. Josh cheesing ass. i be having my baby smile all the time. that nigga right there makes me smile and blush all the time. say his name one time, i swear i brighten up and smile real big shawty. but yeah, that's it.
this blog is pretty much pointless, i just wanted to post my picture really. haha, gone.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
wifers/hubster
oh yeah, me and my wife got matching tattoos last night. shout outs to my wife Mary, i love you shawtyyy. so we're pretty much bonded for life, and that bitch better not ever think about leaving me or walking out i'll stab her.
-smiles-
anyway, there is a story behind the tattoo, because i know you're probably think my tattoo is dumb. but yeah, the 6+9=69 is and inside joke. basically, Mary and i say alot of dumb shit all the time, sooooo we got that. andddddd i don't care if you think it's dumb. she got Wifers cause i call her Wifers and i got Hubster cause, yeah, that's me right there.
no homo, no funny business...cause i got a man and shit now. lol, i'm only playing. for real Josh, don't Chris Brown me. LMAOOOO, oh yeah and shout outs to Chris Brown. i'm buying ALL his albums this weekend. and lastly, since i save the best for last, shout outs to you baby. MUAHHHH! i love you Daddy.
well that's it.
he got that wood
i love Mimi & our Y! conversations.
---------- 9:00 am ----------
lovee.hate: Alright
cloud.kapri: Josh is following your blog, :).
lovee.hate: Lol I saw that
cloud.kapri: he's such a good boy.
cloud.kapri: I'm going to take a pic of his crotch, and copy you.
lovee.hate: Lol he seems like he has a huge wang, so catch him when he's in some tight drawls
cloud.kapri: his penis is colossal.
lovee.hate: Dhgf
cloud.kapri: yum, i know.
cloud.kapri: im going to swallow it whole.
lovee.hate: Ew
cloud.kapri: :">
lovee.hate: Travis has a tiny penis
cloud.kapri: nuh uh! for real?
lovee.hate: Lol no
lovee.hate: He's extra large down below
cloud.kapri: oooh you nasty.
cloud.kapri: lol, im so puttin this on blogspot
lovee.hate: And he likes to slap me in the face with it when we're bored.
lovee.hate: Lol idc
cloud.kapri: LMFAOOOOOOOO.
cloud.kapri: bitch go away.
lovee.hate: Lmao
lovee.hate: No
lovee.hate: Never been slapped with a penis?
cloud.kapri: :(, no.
lovee.hate: Aw man you don't know what you're missing
Josh, slap me in the face with your penis, k? kthanks.
---------- 9:00 am ----------
lovee.hate: Alright
cloud.kapri: Josh is following your blog, :).
lovee.hate: Lol I saw that
cloud.kapri: he's such a good boy.
cloud.kapri: I'm going to take a pic of his crotch, and copy you.
lovee.hate: Lol he seems like he has a huge wang, so catch him when he's in some tight drawls
cloud.kapri: his penis is colossal.
lovee.hate: Dhgf
cloud.kapri: yum, i know.
cloud.kapri: im going to swallow it whole.
lovee.hate: Ew
cloud.kapri: :">
lovee.hate: Travis has a tiny penis
cloud.kapri: nuh uh! for real?
lovee.hate: Lol no
lovee.hate: He's extra large down below
cloud.kapri: oooh you nasty.
cloud.kapri: lol, im so puttin this on blogspot
lovee.hate: And he likes to slap me in the face with it when we're bored.
lovee.hate: Lol idc
cloud.kapri: LMFAOOOOOOOO.
cloud.kapri: bitch go away.
lovee.hate: Lmao
lovee.hate: No
lovee.hate: Never been slapped with a penis?
cloud.kapri: :(, no.
lovee.hate: Aw man you don't know what you're missing
Josh, slap me in the face with your penis, k? kthanks.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
blowin' killa, sippin' lean
RIP PIMP C
word. so maybe it wasn't lean, but i sholl was on that malibu & cranberry juice.
shout outs to Telly on the photography,
Fitzroy for the song [malibu & cranberry juice]
Mack Maine for the blog title & myspace on the LX.
location : Mercer University; Macon, GA
good times, good times.
tuesday, february tenth, two thousand and nine
today is so beautiful man. the sun is shining, the birds are chirping. -smiles- i love this early spring time weather. it makes me feel all pretty and what not.
anyway, let's get to it.
the love of my life came over for lunch today [that's Telly by the way] -blushes- she actually came from class and picked me up from my house and we went to Publix and got some subs, a fruit cup, and a raspberry arizona ice tea. diet much? you better believe it.
check my meal:
i got a half sandwich, turkey on wheat with mayo and mustard, swiss cheese, lettuce,tomato, pickles, olives, banana pepper, oil and vinegar. red grape fruit <3
anyway, we eat our food in all of 15 minutes, watched some Jerry Springer, she changed clothes [and i watched]* and i told her thanks for lunch. told her we should do this again. i got my baby back again, hollaaaaaa!
expound? she told me she needed a few days. which is understandable. everyone goes through things. some people get over things by talking to other people about it. Telly and I don't like to be bothered. so i gave her, her few days. and when i couldn't take it anymore, when i started going through bestfriend withdrawal, i had to call her. anddd that's pretty much how we set up our lunch rendezvous.
*no i did not really watch her change.
--
so yeah, this blog is taking me forever to do. i got my nails done yesterday. YESSS! i went like two weeks without having my nails done at all. i felt like the ugliest woman alive. anyway, i fucked around and got my nails done superrrr long. like ghetto, Shaniqua long. -smiles-
i'm sad, cause i had to get a full set. ugh, Cindy did my nails the last time i got em done and them hoes were breaking off. so i got my nail clippers and took my acrylics off. -sigh- so know i'm back at ground zero.
good news! Linda was there and so was Leena. see, Linda is a beast with the acrylic and Leena hooks me up with the pedicures and eye brow wax. i'm officially a bad bitch again, and it feels great. i mean, i walked out of there spending like $70, but it was well worth it.
--
me and Mary are going to get our husband/wife tattoos today FINALLY. dang, i've been ready. i'm pretty excited about it. just because i love tattoos very much. i realized that Mary really is my bestfriend. i mean, there are plenty of times when i don't understand her, or can't put a finger on her and why she does the things she does, but in the end i always love her.* -smiles- because when it all comes down it in the very very end, i can say that she understands me and i understand her. yeah. we're all gonna get through this thing called life, feel me?
*i mean, Telly is my bestie to the extreme and err'thang, but i love Mary too. i ride or die for my bitches man. i just had to, you know, remind you that they are BOTH my bestfriends.
--
speaking of tattoos, this makes me think of the most amazing man in my life. my baby, Josh. MUAH! -takes a deep breath- i don't even know where to start when it comes to him. i swear i can talk about him all day if you let me, or until you tell me to shut up. but yeah, we're like gonna be so tatted up. it's so cute though. we're going to look so different, but we want to live nice just like anyone else. i can imagine us moving into this nice ass white neighborhood and them peeping our tattoos and me with my piercings, "here goes the neighborhood." HA!
i'll just keep counting down until the summer when i can see my baby, hug my baby, kiss my baby, and love him like no woman has ever loved him in his entire life.
but yeah, we've made some major plans. beautiful plans, that i can't wait to happen. i'm just so ready to live this life with him. which makes me remember that him and i have yet to talk about re-enlisting. i can't say why we haven't, i guess we just haven't. i suppose i'll bring it up tonight, but reading his blog i can see that he's some what made up his mind about it. he wants to live a "normal civilian life" with me. -sigh- i don't even know man. i just know that i want him so much, and i'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep him around forever.
man, that's it for now.
anyway, let's get to it.
the love of my life came over for lunch today [that's Telly by the way] -blushes- she actually came from class and picked me up from my house and we went to Publix and got some subs, a fruit cup, and a raspberry arizona ice tea. diet much? you better believe it.
check my meal:
i got a half sandwich, turkey on wheat with mayo and mustard, swiss cheese, lettuce,tomato, pickles, olives, banana pepper, oil and vinegar. red grape fruit <3
anyway, we eat our food in all of 15 minutes, watched some Jerry Springer, she changed clothes [and i watched]* and i told her thanks for lunch. told her we should do this again. i got my baby back again, hollaaaaaa!
expound? she told me she needed a few days. which is understandable. everyone goes through things. some people get over things by talking to other people about it. Telly and I don't like to be bothered. so i gave her, her few days. and when i couldn't take it anymore, when i started going through bestfriend withdrawal, i had to call her. anddd that's pretty much how we set up our lunch rendezvous.
*no i did not really watch her change.
--
so yeah, this blog is taking me forever to do. i got my nails done yesterday. YESSS! i went like two weeks without having my nails done at all. i felt like the ugliest woman alive. anyway, i fucked around and got my nails done superrrr long. like ghetto, Shaniqua long. -smiles-
i'm sad, cause i had to get a full set. ugh, Cindy did my nails the last time i got em done and them hoes were breaking off. so i got my nail clippers and took my acrylics off. -sigh- so know i'm back at ground zero.
good news! Linda was there and so was Leena. see, Linda is a beast with the acrylic and Leena hooks me up with the pedicures and eye brow wax. i'm officially a bad bitch again, and it feels great. i mean, i walked out of there spending like $70, but it was well worth it.
--
me and Mary are going to get our husband/wife tattoos today FINALLY. dang, i've been ready. i'm pretty excited about it. just because i love tattoos very much. i realized that Mary really is my bestfriend. i mean, there are plenty of times when i don't understand her, or can't put a finger on her and why she does the things she does, but in the end i always love her.* -smiles- because when it all comes down it in the very very end, i can say that she understands me and i understand her. yeah. we're all gonna get through this thing called life, feel me?
*i mean, Telly is my bestie to the extreme and err'thang, but i love Mary too. i ride or die for my bitches man. i just had to, you know, remind you that they are BOTH my bestfriends.
--
speaking of tattoos, this makes me think of the most amazing man in my life. my baby, Josh. MUAH! -takes a deep breath- i don't even know where to start when it comes to him. i swear i can talk about him all day if you let me, or until you tell me to shut up. but yeah, we're like gonna be so tatted up. it's so cute though. we're going to look so different, but we want to live nice just like anyone else. i can imagine us moving into this nice ass white neighborhood and them peeping our tattoos and me with my piercings, "here goes the neighborhood." HA!
i'll just keep counting down until the summer when i can see my baby, hug my baby, kiss my baby, and love him like no woman has ever loved him in his entire life.
but yeah, we've made some major plans. beautiful plans, that i can't wait to happen. i'm just so ready to live this life with him. which makes me remember that him and i have yet to talk about re-enlisting. i can't say why we haven't, i guess we just haven't. i suppose i'll bring it up tonight, but reading his blog i can see that he's some what made up his mind about it. he wants to live a "normal civilian life" with me. -sigh- i don't even know man. i just know that i want him so much, and i'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep him around forever.
man, that's it for now.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
photo shoot
so me and Tay got bored & shit. enjoy niggas.
call me pale & i'll stab you, bitch. real shit.
yeah, i like all that
but yeah, i'm saying though.
yesterday morning was the worse. i nearly couldn't breath and shit reading his font. like, i don't know it was crazy. Josh and I were talking about a lot, about him wanting to re-enlist in the navy or whatever, which i mean if that's what he wants to do i 100% support his decision. and i'll be there for him no matter what. i really don't know how to explain this, because the conversation between him and i has yet to be finished. basically, he wants to re-enlist, but he doesn't want to for many reasons; most of which have to do with the future plans that we've been making. it was just so emotional man, like on some real shit. we were contemplating slowing down, you know, and take it at a snail's pace i assume. i don't know. i just know the conversation isn't done yet. so, the end on that subject.
other than the mishaps there, yesterday was pretty cool, you know. as usual, i spent the majority of my day talking to Josh, all of which is always a pleasure. man, now that i think about it, yesterday was a really emotional day.
i have so many secrets man, but i was actually able to break out of my realm and share some deep shit with Josh. it was really hard, but once i started i felt a lot better after letting a lot of things out. him and i came to the conclusion that we need to stop bottling things up, because he does the same thing. plus, i want to be able to talk about anything with him. and already, he knows me better than most people. -smiles-
then him and i got the subject of what if's. like what if we never would've gotten together what we think we would be doing. lol, this nigga swears he would've been a playa. pssh, that nigga aint no playa. he said that i probably would've been back with DeShawn. -vomits- when angels become demons and pigs can fly and when i'm nice to EVERYONE, that's when i'll be back with DeShawn. and sinceeee that would never ever, never ever happen, it's...not happening. anyway, i honestly think that i would still be single, chillin and shit. tryna get some dumb nigga to spend his money on me, and get them thirsty niggas at the club to buy my literally thirsty ass a few drinks and shit. yeah, you know how a bitch do. he talking about he would've been single too, just chillin and shit and him and i would still be cool.
lol, man when me and this nigga Josh was just friends we was too cool. that was my nigga man. i wish yall could see the conversations that me and this dude used to have. straight fun man, 24/7 and shit. i used to have him dying laughing at me ALL the time. i swear, i got jokes for days. and man, this nigga would talk so crazy to me. cool ass nigga.
but yeah, i went to my aunts house to kick it with Shermel and Tomika. went to the beauty supply store off E. Ponce de Leon and Brockett Rd. and shit. man it's a barber shop and shit right next to that beauty supply store and shit, and ugh. anyway, i'm kicking it on the bench outside the store eating some flammin' hot cheetos hot fries and shit, talking to Josh on yahoo and this nigga comes up to me and stands in front of me. i glance up at him, and i go back to my yahoo conversation not paying him any mind. but this nigga still standing in front of me, staring hard as shit.
i'm like, "you studying my face or something mayne?"
-"yeah, you're pretty."
i laugh, and tell Josh how this nigga ALL in my face and shit. lol, baby got mad as shit. but he don't know that i got this. this nigga bend down, like he tryna give me a kiss or some shit and i let out the biggest, loudest burp in my life, i swear. well not the loudest, but man, it was pretty manly. Telly, man, if you were there you would've given me a certified 10 shawty. Andre would be so proud.
"BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP! the fuck out my face bruh, back up."
death x 273302843029432, i know that nigga smelled them hot ass chips all on my breath and shit. i stuck my finger in my mouth to get the red shit off my finger, and i smile. this nigga look like he wanted to vomit all over his self. by that time, my cousins coming out the store and Shermel all like, "ewww, Ashlee!" and they point and laugh at this nigga.
OOPS! -giggle- who said bad bitches can't burp?
so they get in Tomika's new whip and head to the house, and i hop in the charger. holla! but yeah, i'm gettin the car and shit and this otherrrr nigga in my face.
like damn, can a bitch breathe? i know i'm kinda cute, but damn. -flips hair-
anyway, this nigga all in my car window, "damn that's you? damn baby, you sexy as hell." i'm all blushing and shit, cause i immediately think of Josh since he drives a charger and shit. so, i'm like, "yeah this me, i be stuntin like my daddy." and i pull of in that bitch. ZOOM!
but yeah, we, Josh and i, closed our night together sending each other music and what not. man, Josh listens to some crazy as shit. but yoo, i'm so upset that i'm totally in love with the Mack Maine song. -frowns- it's the shit man. so i'm like puttin it on my blog and shit. yall niggas get jigg one time.
"she said her baby daddy, he just a bum. he aint never fuck her right, she aint never even cum. she said the rubber broke, but she don't believe in abortion. and he's a pussy nigga, he don't giver her, her portions."
HOLLA!
IN OTHER NEWS...
DeShawn bitched out on Josh. lol, that nigga talks to much shit about him, but when he had the chance to talk to that nigga one on one or whatever, he bitched out. WOMP! it was funny as fuck. that's all i got to say about that shit, he doesn't deserve a long section in my blog. the end.
this bitch Telly is the funniest bitch alive, the end. she's at the doctor right now, and i'm talking to her on yahoo while i blog and what not. lemme copy and paste this shit. i love my bitch man.
cloud.kapri: ugh, why am i still on my period?
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iim_s0_fr3sh: smh you trippin
cloud.kapri: girl, i'm dying. the end.
iim_s0_fr3sh: lmao @ the end man the doctor told me I have to go back to the gyno
iim_s0_fr3sh: she scaring me!
cloud.kapri: wtf, they better fix you. she gonna stick that picture taking dildo in your cooty cat again.
iim_s0_fr3sh: lmao fuck you!
iim_s0_fr3sh: girl why they sell NOTHING but Magnum condoms in the Kaiser pharmacy, WOOT WOOT!
cloud.kapri: HOLLA! you better get at one of them niggas tryna purchase em.
iim_s0_fr3sh: lmao there is nothin but old men in here you know real niggas don't have insurance unless they in the military and that's by default
cloud.kapri: lmaooo, bitch go away! i'm so dead cause you're right!
iim_s0_fr3sh: lol for real!
that's all for this blog, there isn't anymore.
yesterday morning was the worse. i nearly couldn't breath and shit reading his font. like, i don't know it was crazy. Josh and I were talking about a lot, about him wanting to re-enlist in the navy or whatever, which i mean if that's what he wants to do i 100% support his decision. and i'll be there for him no matter what. i really don't know how to explain this, because the conversation between him and i has yet to be finished. basically, he wants to re-enlist, but he doesn't want to for many reasons; most of which have to do with the future plans that we've been making. it was just so emotional man, like on some real shit. we were contemplating slowing down, you know, and take it at a snail's pace i assume. i don't know. i just know the conversation isn't done yet. so, the end on that subject.
other than the mishaps there, yesterday was pretty cool, you know. as usual, i spent the majority of my day talking to Josh, all of which is always a pleasure. man, now that i think about it, yesterday was a really emotional day.
i have so many secrets man, but i was actually able to break out of my realm and share some deep shit with Josh. it was really hard, but once i started i felt a lot better after letting a lot of things out. him and i came to the conclusion that we need to stop bottling things up, because he does the same thing. plus, i want to be able to talk about anything with him. and already, he knows me better than most people. -smiles-
then him and i got the subject of what if's. like what if we never would've gotten together what we think we would be doing. lol, this nigga swears he would've been a playa. pssh, that nigga aint no playa. he said that i probably would've been back with DeShawn. -vomits- when angels become demons and pigs can fly and when i'm nice to EVERYONE, that's when i'll be back with DeShawn. and sinceeee that would never ever, never ever happen, it's...not happening. anyway, i honestly think that i would still be single, chillin and shit. tryna get some dumb nigga to spend his money on me, and get them thirsty niggas at the club to buy my literally thirsty ass a few drinks and shit. yeah, you know how a bitch do. he talking about he would've been single too, just chillin and shit and him and i would still be cool.
lol, man when me and this nigga Josh was just friends we was too cool. that was my nigga man. i wish yall could see the conversations that me and this dude used to have. straight fun man, 24/7 and shit. i used to have him dying laughing at me ALL the time. i swear, i got jokes for days. and man, this nigga would talk so crazy to me. cool ass nigga.
but yeah, i went to my aunts house to kick it with Shermel and Tomika. went to the beauty supply store off E. Ponce de Leon and Brockett Rd. and shit. man it's a barber shop and shit right next to that beauty supply store and shit, and ugh. anyway, i'm kicking it on the bench outside the store eating some flammin' hot cheetos hot fries and shit, talking to Josh on yahoo and this nigga comes up to me and stands in front of me. i glance up at him, and i go back to my yahoo conversation not paying him any mind. but this nigga still standing in front of me, staring hard as shit.
i'm like, "you studying my face or something mayne?"
-"yeah, you're pretty."
i laugh, and tell Josh how this nigga ALL in my face and shit. lol, baby got mad as shit. but he don't know that i got this. this nigga bend down, like he tryna give me a kiss or some shit and i let out the biggest, loudest burp in my life, i swear. well not the loudest, but man, it was pretty manly. Telly, man, if you were there you would've given me a certified 10 shawty. Andre would be so proud.
"BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP! the fuck out my face bruh, back up."
death x 273302843029432, i know that nigga smelled them hot ass chips all on my breath and shit. i stuck my finger in my mouth to get the red shit off my finger, and i smile. this nigga look like he wanted to vomit all over his self. by that time, my cousins coming out the store and Shermel all like, "ewww, Ashlee!" and they point and laugh at this nigga.
OOPS! -giggle- who said bad bitches can't burp?
so they get in Tomika's new whip and head to the house, and i hop in the charger. holla! but yeah, i'm gettin the car and shit and this otherrrr nigga in my face.
like damn, can a bitch breathe? i know i'm kinda cute, but damn. -flips hair-
anyway, this nigga all in my car window, "damn that's you? damn baby, you sexy as hell." i'm all blushing and shit, cause i immediately think of Josh since he drives a charger and shit. so, i'm like, "yeah this me, i be stuntin like my daddy." and i pull of in that bitch. ZOOM!
but yeah, we, Josh and i, closed our night together sending each other music and what not. man, Josh listens to some crazy as shit. but yoo, i'm so upset that i'm totally in love with the Mack Maine song. -frowns- it's the shit man. so i'm like puttin it on my blog and shit. yall niggas get jigg one time.
"she said her baby daddy, he just a bum. he aint never fuck her right, she aint never even cum. she said the rubber broke, but she don't believe in abortion. and he's a pussy nigga, he don't giver her, her portions."
HOLLA!
IN OTHER NEWS...
DeShawn bitched out on Josh. lol, that nigga talks to much shit about him, but when he had the chance to talk to that nigga one on one or whatever, he bitched out. WOMP! it was funny as fuck. that's all i got to say about that shit, he doesn't deserve a long section in my blog. the end.
this bitch Telly is the funniest bitch alive, the end. she's at the doctor right now, and i'm talking to her on yahoo while i blog and what not. lemme copy and paste this shit. i love my bitch man.
cloud.kapri: ugh, why am i still on my period?
iim_s0_fr3sh will receive your messages on a mobile phone. Since some wireless carriers charge per text message, you may want to send a long message rather than several shorter messages.
iim_s0_fr3sh: smh you trippin
cloud.kapri: girl, i'm dying. the end.
iim_s0_fr3sh: lmao @ the end man the doctor told me I have to go back to the gyno
iim_s0_fr3sh: she scaring me!
cloud.kapri: wtf, they better fix you. she gonna stick that picture taking dildo in your cooty cat again.
iim_s0_fr3sh: lmao fuck you!
iim_s0_fr3sh: girl why they sell NOTHING but Magnum condoms in the Kaiser pharmacy, WOOT WOOT!
cloud.kapri: HOLLA! you better get at one of them niggas tryna purchase em.
iim_s0_fr3sh: lmao there is nothin but old men in here you know real niggas don't have insurance unless they in the military and that's by default
cloud.kapri: lmaooo, bitch go away! i'm so dead cause you're right!
iim_s0_fr3sh: lol for real!
that's all for this blog, there isn't anymore.
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
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