this blog title might or might not hsve much of snything to do while I type this on the shitter, snyehom it eas a busy weekend and yet hell filled after coming to a few more realizations. Given I do not particularky care for masny of my supposed godmother's relatives, I came to the conclusion that the older I get the more I can no longer stand those who knew me when I was younger. Only due to the fact of how shit has been playin' out since June 6th 2009 (R.I.P. Mary), I mean we all knew this was coming and I'm going a tad soft while typing this with tears of anger and of release I guess. I just want those to come home with me (Enter Random Show Tufli Mixtape Track Here), I'm glad I finally made the transition of moving from the old stomping grounds to the new place with new memories to live on with. It's hard to believe it was a year since I had moved there...
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September is what made it a year for me, And if I would've known that this was bound to happen and I mean everything that happened terrible. I would've remained in southfield, Like deadass Life may not have been better or worse but still. I Set back the other day while riding back to my godfathers pad, And came to the realization I stated above. Along with the fact I have a forever growing hatred for those who either have not seen or dealt with me in years, attempt to treat you like you were the same age you were last time they seen you. My godfather...well more so godparents refer to me as their "eldest son", and back in March I probably would've been elated. Now it like pissed me off to another extent, I assume because of the last 2 weeks things with supposed people aint never been the same. Other reasons included, I would go into detail but you know how certain people are...They do not want you to put their "biz out there" , So we'll move on But if you happen to read this blog. The title is for you...marinate on that...Other than that i gotta book out so laterz folk
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