Hello blog world it has been a while...
Things have been a constant whirlwind...
I have a car and all that flyy shit, but with the car came the extra burden of being a taxi to some. Also it has me going and doing more around the city which has warranted me a few extra dollars in my life.
Sadly, I am no longer the lavish spoiled gurl so all my money goes for the more important things like : GAS, GAS, school, food and more GAS. Now the gas thing I don't mind, but hell this lil money I get can be used on me getting the fuck out of this house. I know some of you are a lil lost, but lemme explain... I own the house I live in and I hate the people I live with... sometimes.
As of late I have just been completely pissed with the fact I am hardly home because of the people in my house. Frankly, I feel like a refugee in my own damn home. I have no peace and I can't even come home to eat the groceries I buy for the fact they are eaten with in the week of them being bought.
So you ask why I even buy groceries?... Well I keep making myself believe that some how I can hide my stuff and it will be there when I want it.
Ha!
Such Delusions of Grandeur!
Not to mention when I want to come home and be left alone I get folks trying to talk and ask me shit... Like "Damn I came home to get away from the demands not catch more!" Well to bad so sad I just gotta deal with it.
Man, Its just so much going on in my life right now I dunno whether to laugh or cry and I'm just so tired!
Hell nothing more to say so I sign off...
*Rae*
Things have been a constant whirlwind...
I have a car and all that flyy shit, but with the car came the extra burden of being a taxi to some. Also it has me going and doing more around the city which has warranted me a few extra dollars in my life.
Sadly, I am no longer the lavish spoiled gurl so all my money goes for the more important things like : GAS, GAS, school, food and more GAS. Now the gas thing I don't mind, but hell this lil money I get can be used on me getting the fuck out of this house. I know some of you are a lil lost, but lemme explain... I own the house I live in and I hate the people I live with... sometimes.
As of late I have just been completely pissed with the fact I am hardly home because of the people in my house. Frankly, I feel like a refugee in my own damn home. I have no peace and I can't even come home to eat the groceries I buy for the fact they are eaten with in the week of them being bought.
So you ask why I even buy groceries?... Well I keep making myself believe that some how I can hide my stuff and it will be there when I want it.
Ha!
Such Delusions of Grandeur!
Not to mention when I want to come home and be left alone I get folks trying to talk and ask me shit... Like "Damn I came home to get away from the demands not catch more!" Well to bad so sad I just gotta deal with it.
Man, Its just so much going on in my life right now I dunno whether to laugh or cry and I'm just so tired!
Hell nothing more to say so I sign off...
*Rae*
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