how come//

i've not been sk8in for months...in new york recently...ahakz...

how come...things can turn out tis way...?
i dunnoe,,
fuck all those bitches lilo n stiches...


if there's any bitches in tis room... there's sumthin i.. gotta sae...
for all those foolz whu fell for the first gal whu comes thier way..
i've been down now i'm rolling back..sitting on square one...
tryin to pick ma self up...where i started frommm...

ouh mannn.... todae...sum performance kinda spoilt my day..
luckily there's one or 2 dat make it up.. i was like sleeping wit ma eyes open..
the bananas in pajamas smells the same as the stinks in my ass...
wat the heck...sing dance..sing dance..sing dance... everyweek..
the same...it was like i rather see opera set by the MT hod....
or maybe sum tamil dancing.. man ouh man..blogging is a new form sercasticism..
dissing...makin ppl pissed....the bitch whu got ditched... n the bastard whu got wasted,,,
all kinds of sick ppl made the most sickest thing dat they had ever done... they're young aittte...
do watever u wan..

hmm...24 7...morning day n nite....ouh my god... all kinds of bastard n bitches came out...
she oral me juz now....ahaaakkzkzzz.... i mean...i got oral examinations juz now...u sick bitch wat were u peeps thinkin...ahakz.. it was quite fast,,bout 10 mins... i spit everythin out... i think i fucked up the tez...i was like a chinaman whu can't speak tamil... rappin in malay...tryin to tok to an "ric flair" ahakz...haiz...

peace no shiit...z
sorrie if i offended u...i didnt mean to col u bitch..but ur one.. wat to do,,