I was totally fucking crazy as a child. I was the son of Satan. Stories of my parents taking me out to Red Lobster and I was running all around the place, embarrassing them. Stories of me watching encrypted porn channels and being fascinated by the scrambled moans. Stories of me chasing after pigeons with plastic knives.
I think if you add that all up, I was destined to be a homicidal maniac. But I’m totally not.
The problem is, if I have a child… would he unlock the next stage in my craziness and be the true homicidal lunatic? Will he kill his dad in his sleep because I did not buy him the new Playstation 5?
I can’t take that chance. I SHALL NOT PLUNGE THE WORLD INTO DARKNESS WITH MY CURSED SEEDS.
what do you think about natural hair, and the rules that seem to go with it?
I think chicks make too big of a deal about their hair, to be honest. One day its gonna be grey and frail, or worst, fall out completely. So they’re going to be wearing fake stuff anyway more than likely. I mean, if they wanna do it early, that’s up to them…
It haunts me all the time. I always thought she’d go from old age… not some housefire caused by some retard using a lighter. She was kind, she was funny… and often it felt like she was one of the few relatives other than my parents that cared about me. She always called, asking about what I was up to.
The last time I ever heard her voice, she was wishing me a happy birthday. I still have it on my answering machine to this day. The fire happened a week later.
Its really crazy how much I realized me and her were alike after she passed. That’s what haunts me… I wish I got to know her more than I did when she was around.
I forgot that Kanye is on that special list with Lady Gaga, KiD CuDi and a few others… where there are some suicidal bomber-type fans on here that will troll the hell out of you with outlandish shit just to make a point about how great they are.
So I saw somebody say the Runaway flick change their lives. Now somebody saying Kanye West ‘made’ Jay-Z?
Oh yeah, I said I was going to make a post about the types of things chicks have said/done to me. So I guess I’ll mention a few more.
This girl I went to school with, Jasmine (who’s still on my MySpace I think) had a friend who also had a crush on me. So one day Jasmine asks me if she can have my sweaty shirt that I had just worn during P.E., because her friend wanted it. What?!
I liked this girl named Krystal. I used to stare at her all the fucking time, for whatever reason. She’d notice and play mind games with me. So eventually one year we ended up in the same home room, and she would sit a few seats ahead of me. So she decided to start going out with this other dude in the class. I remember them frenching each other right in front of me. So anyways, they had their little beef or whatever and broke up… and she comes trying to convo with me afterward, to get to know me more and connect. What?!
This one chick named Zaza (tf kind of name…) used to play me. But of course, that one year I came back to school with a growth spurt, contacts, fresh gear and all that, she’s all of a sudden on me like air. I remember she actually stuck her hand out and wanted me to kiss it. What?!
This one chick named Fiona sat next to me during that one year I was lazy and had to do summer school. This chick kept reaching over and grabbing my crotch. And we were in the back so nobody was really noticing. I got the impression she wanted to rape me. She also invited me into the girl’s restroom during lunch. Oh yeah, she had a boyfriend though… and he was one of my homies. What?!
I don’t even wanna talk about college stories. TMI.
This one girl I went to school with (who had a so-called crush on me) looked up my home phone number in the school’s computers, and called up my house later that night. My mother answered the phone like, “who the fuck are you?”
Saw that girl the next day, looking all weird with a priceless expression.
LMAOOOO. :[ @ any team where J.R. Smith is a starter.
I just needed threes… so I was gonna draft Ray. But then I figured Nate was probably gonna get some of his minutes this year, so I said fuck it… lemme just get J.R. “I make shots when I want to” Smith and Nate on the side.
what do you think about this?
I don’t have much to say about the blog post itself… but mainly about the comments that she quoted from other blogs.
I think its a pretty good reminder that some black people have issues that they never seem to notice in themselves.
Such as, always claiming any non-black woman that likes black men, gets a tan, and has a big ass is automatically trying to be black. But last time I checked, not every black girl has a big ass or dark/brown skin (some are light/pale), so I don’t see how they think they can claim that shit as their own. I mean, what they gonna say next? If a white person eats fried chicken, they’re trying to be black too?
I also hate all the “Uncle Tom/house negro” retarded references I always see on these “black” blogs, and how on Media Takeout any black celeb dating somebody non-black is news. Like, I’ve said before… some of the most racist people in the world are black people, and some of us try to act all cool about it like its okay. They try to dissect everything about everyone else and try to use it to empower themselves, to try to make themselves seem better in comparison subconsciously. That’s why they like using things they learned in history books to paint a picture of them being modern kings and queens… again, to make themselves seem better than everyone else.
But anyways, other than that… same old story, from what I read on there. People mad she’s famous, trying to make her skin color a topic, trying to pull the double standard thing and comparing her to black women… etc. That’s why a lot of blogs are so boring… its the same shit daily.
Is over the Tumblr/Twitter thing, mainly cause there’s a lot of folks I didn’t really care about on other sites who are on here (and Twitter) now… and they check up on your shit on the reg, keeping tabs on you.
Now I see why a lot of folks been deleting their accounts and remaking them with new names lately.
Is that everybody thinks they’re so unique and they’re so “unfuckwithable.” Its an ego thing we all have, I guess.
But if you scrap away all the bullshit about how great people think they are, at the end of the day we’re all still the same damn thing. No matter how much you think you’re a fucking alien from Mars, and how nobody is on your level… trust, it ain’t even like that.
Or maybe that’s the wrong way to describe it. I don’t like people that don’t really know enough about a culture before they speak on someone that represents that culture, and use stereotypes way too much.
You know, the type to assume every Asian person is automatically Chinese. The type to assume that a Caucasian born in Africa is impossible because Africa is only home to naked black people that like to throw spears. The type to assume Jamaicans are only dark skin with dreads. The type to assume every American is fat as fuck and hates every other country.
I hate all that shit. I can’t even list them all, it would take too long.