Sunday, September 20, 2009

Mmmyeah! [/Trey Songz]

What it dew. –Rubs eyes- It’s like 4 am.

–Looks over at my recent posts- Damn, my nigga. I’ve taken like a 3 month hiatus and shit like that. It doesn’t even matter though.

Josh and I were talking last night and decided we’d revisit this blog shit and do it again. I mean, we miss this shit a little since it was fun to read each other’s shit and whatnot. Plus, Window’s Live Writer is the shit though.

What to blog about?

Erm, we talked about some real shit last night though. LOL, we’ve been doin this shit for a long time though man. I can basically read Josh’s mind now. <3 That shit so crucial. He couldn’t believe that I could actually read his mind based on how he answered certain questions or reacted to certain comments and whatnot. Yeahhh nigga, I know your ass, as I should, shit.

But shitttttt. I’ve been killing these uh, two Trey Songz CDs and shit like that. That Anticipation mixtape and Ready album. I love that nigga shit though. I’m sure all my friends and everyone who knows me its about tired of Trey Songz already, but I don’t even currrr.

“Twitter me a picture lemme see that okayyyyy.”

So yeah, I went and got a new tattoo and shit. =] Shit goes hard. I would post a picture of it, but it’s kind of in a lowkey private area. Maybe I could find a way to take it later. Anyway, I got this bad lil tiger and what not.

“You tiger now too, baby.”

Holla at a bad bitch when you see one! You already know how we does it and shit, my nigga. Now me and Josh match for life and shit. Sooooongzzzz! [/Trey Songz]

Anywayyyyy though. Shouts out to the team. =/ Well Irma that is. Me and Irma done got extraaaaa cool these past couple of months. Shouts to Rob and shit like that. I aint got no groupies nigga. You know I don’t give a fuck about none of these niggas, dawg. The “team” still kinda separate right now and shit, but we all good and whatnot. Shit gonna get back, believe that.

But check it, that’s it for right now. I’m about to call J.Will so I can go back to sleep. A bitch feeling like a zombie right now. Damn this bright ass computer screen and shit.

I’ll holla though.

Killaaaa