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Can't Tell Me Nothin
6.25.2007
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i wrote this a few years back and found it whilst unpacking all of my crap. lemme know what you think....

you disgust me
with your lack of sports knowledge
clambering for attention amongst the men
then you get sad when they rag on you
you mad?
go outside and get high
on life
you're missing out
life's passing you by
in a blink of an eye
bitch you ain't shy
you know the bling catches your eye
why must you deny?
nobody cares about your problems, your woe
chick you's a hoe
using your pussy
to get cars, rust free
his true self you don't see
just reaching for his money
girl wake up use your eyes
money blind chicks need to recognize

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the sudden craze for sneakers at 1:44 AM

6.22.2007
i came. i saw. i conquered!

my iDs have finally arrived :D

rewind to february: i get invited to Sneakerplay: an innovative social network designed specifically for the global sneaker culture. basically meet more sneakerheads and drool over the latest releases. then in march i enter this contest to win your own nike iDs. the list of 1000s of entries was reduced to a list of 100 and there was this shoe on it that looked JUST like mines so after a little argumentation and research (i actually sat and went through 1000 pages of sneakers to prove my design was first [a free pair of premium $275 kicks? yes it IS that serious]) my design got put on the list and his was removed because mines was the first design created. i felt so bad and so good at the same time. anyways the list got further reduced to the top 5 designs aka the winners and i got 4th place. some people say it was because i kissed ass but the design is an ode to the site for having the contest in the first place so they can kiss my ass as i kiss my iDs.
more pics

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the sudden craze for sneakers at 8:44 PM

stop fuckin hovering

*does that chant from the ike and tina movie*

i cannot do one thing in this house without it being criticized every fuckin thing must be analyzed if ANY ONE THING is out of place it all gets shat upon. i'm going to get an ulcer i know it. and then i'm going to lash out irrationally (i.e. cuss out my mother). i'm supposed to be opening boxes and putting stuff away right? but i have no where ot really put anything. i have a lot of little knick knacks but not shelfs to put them on so where do i put them? nowhere i keep them in their boxes and then the mother comes home and is like why haven't you done anything? i have. i put my millions of t shirts away, my sweatshirts and sweatpants have been placed in my dresser. my books have been shelved but is that ever seen? NO! i need to get out the fuckin house.....

why is no one hiring me?!

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the sudden craze for sneakers at 8:31 PM

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