…this guy. lol
…this guy. lol
It seems like once a year, I meet someone new and have a mind blowing experience. Had a convo today with a barber at my shop that up until today, I had never really spoke to. Without knowing anything about my situation, every word he said to me seemed to be exactly what I needed to hear.
Good conversation is so stimulating. It makes you think and really reflect and look at yourself from a different point of view. We got started on this talk because I asked him about a piece of his artwork. Turns out, we both have heavy artistic backgrounds. The words just went on and on and before I knew it, a 15 minute edge up turned into a 45 minute talk.
My advice to you: Always be open to random conversation. A lot of people blow smoke out their ass but every now and again, you run into people who have nothing but kind words of encouragement. So thankful for those words today. Love to you all!
I was about 15 ft from comitting a murder tonight. I was layin in my bed, with the room door open since my roommates are all gone, and my ex text me sayin she wanted to come over and talk. Lazy me went to unlock the door so when she got here she could just walk in. I wasn’t gettin back up. But of course, she changes her mind and doesn’t come.
Not 5 minutes later, I heard my front door open. I jumped out of my bed and before I could come around the corner, it shut. So I grabbed my 7 5/8” petite chef Cutco knife (and if you don’t know about Cutco then you prob should get you a set) and I ran down stairs.
Drawls and all.
There were 3 niggas- yes niggas, standin around the corner. I live in a complex where it’s mostly students but the only thing that separates us from the hood is a 9 ft tall brick wall. I ran back upstairs to put some shorts on and went back downstairs. They were gone, so I walked around the building and saw them walking towards me from the building behind me and they turned off between there and my building. I tried to catch them upstairs but I guess they didn’t want to push their luck twice. I went on the balcony and yelled, “Come back up here and die if you want to. I will stab you. All of you.”
After 10 minutes of silence I decided to drive around and look for them. They were gone. I drove around the entire complex. Fuck callin the cops. That was prob stupid granted they coulda had a gun or somethin, but it was either them or me. And it sure as hell wasn’t gonna be me. 3 people died here just last semester and I was more than ready make sure I wasn’t the 4th.
Fuck Pirates Cove!
Anyone still watch this show? I had no idea it was still on air! Last episode I watched was when the chicks bf was murdered and the big lawyer lady tried to set her up or somethin but I have no idea whats goin on now. I’m startin it over! Thankfully it’s the summer so I wont be distracted by too many other shows. As long as Netflix want’s to act right, that is..
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