questions. .

even though you know the Lord is listenin and sees all
who do you talk to 
when you're not willing to open up
or talk to the big man upstairs.
it sounds weird but its. .. UGGGHHH!!!!
i know crying wouldnt help so why should i!!!
a hug??
maybe some moral support?
maybe mother's love im misssin. . .smh what am i to do
i miss him and her
procrastination, damnit
happiness, bliiss, love??
where is love!
not, to be in love
but love that makes you whole
makes you happy.. makes you feel ok 
when everything seems to fall apart.
where is THAT love..
all these ppl around and i never felt so
secluded and to myself.
my struggles bring my emotions to a pivotal pit.
the ultimate low
and i never wanted to sit and stay here so badly before
CUT OFF THE WORLD and feel alone.  

life can be just as prittie.. . 

it all depends on how you groom the soil,

the seeds you use,

and how often you make sure that little bit of sunlight is seen 

everyday.

my crew

In the beginning. . .

it was me and my janugit. .we ride or dies

sooner than later, it was like this. .

plus another. .

Then we were WHOLE. . .

and it continued. . 

but, we added just  one  more. . 

and we were family. .  (:

did everything together. .

but then, one of of had to leave for a bit. . 

and it changed the game. .. .

worries. . .

when you draw the picture, i'll fill it in. .im sorta lost right now, where the ph*** is my pen, so you can lay it out, tell me bout, wats goin on, no need to lie about, scream or shout, just tell me wats wrong. .wats the deal???

your prop. . .sike

i dont know what has happened. but i give a damn about me. battling my flaws everyday now i accept me. the conceited but caring. the lover and cuddler. the shy and quiet. the unsure. its me and i give two fucks what people have thought about me. i let that power consume me and take advantage of my life. ppl can tell you a thousand times to let it go, be you, do you. ..but its ultimately up until that day. that day you take the final straw. i love friendship but if its time for you to release me, by all means dont keep me straggling. do what it takes to cut that phuckin cord man. this is a testament for me and we'll see how long it last.

i guess it ssuits me. .

happiness. .

how come every time i think nothing is going to happen, the worst abrupts. and when i know nothing is going to come up, peace evolves?

get it out. .

why are the things you feel soooo strongly about, and mean the most to you to get out, are the hardest things to say?? i been feelin like i need to say this (somethin simple) (and nno its not i love you) for weeks now. But im afraid of. .. . . .. idk, not hearing it back?? or worse, hearing the opposite. [sigh]