Why even bother?
I don't ask him for shit and I don't expect him for shit, I try my best and its fucking annoying that he don't realize the obvious. As of now my guard is up and its going to stay up until someone actually loves me and shows it.
I don't ask him for shit and I don't expect him for shit, I try my best and its fucking annoying that he don't realize the obvious. As of now my guard is up and its going to stay up until someone actually loves me and shows it.
This is specifically for the men. I will get on the female subject in a few. What is with this word? Just because they feel they don't know what a girls name is; they call her a bitch. I don't know the actual source to this phenomenon, but its saddening.
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Ahhhh, yes! Those idiotic sentences he call lyrics. I don't understand why most people adore, love, ride Lil' Wayne so much. For one I think is cause they think his beats are hot. Two, I think its cause he say things in his songs that no one would think of. Of course cause they don't make sense; he's an idiot. Then we got these broads who think he's "hubby".
It was like 23 definitions of this word, but not one of them hit the nail on the head. Yea basically a hood-rat is a female who sleeps with everyone in the hood. I think it's a little deeper than that though, way much deeper than that.
I can only speak for my part of my nationality since that's all I'm around lately is African American women. I always wonder, why are most of them so damn hostile? & For no damn reason too, they're so quick to try and down the next female or pretend they have all these haters, when people with common sense know they don't exist.
Most of these females that find it okay to call themselves bitches is the reason why men find it okay to call females bitches.
How my day went as of November 1st 2008 Saturday. The day I've had, it was okay until I went home after coming from Ced's house. I'm there for like a few hours or so until I get hungry and go to the corner store for hot pockets. I came back and heated them up and all the while I'm waiting on them, my grandmother asks me "how's the walls in the front room?" I tell her, "I told you they were fine."
November 30, 2008 by Lee
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