dear blog,

iamm unstoppable.
:]

but eh anywhoo.
lastnight ifelt miserable.
&not that sick miserable.
but that miserable to where ifelt lik a fuckin retard.
lik stupid &hurt.thats how ifelt.
sad to say a mufuker can make me feel that way..

but ehh.
irealized everything happens for a reason &ihave to remind myself of that everyday.
bec shit happens. nd yeaa.

well icalled the collect caller bec he said call wheneverr iwanted.
iwould think that would at least mean hes gona be home?
ehm..but icalled.
his friend answerd.
iask for the "collect caller" nd he says hes's "takin a piss" ehh.
weird. &all of a sudden tryda sell me drugs nd drug talk me.
im lik wtf is this nigga talkin bout.
idont do drugs nd ikno nothing about them.
strange..
so he talks nd talks than hangs up in a rush.
im lik eh okay.

wait and hr call backk.
no answer.
igo mimis.
than iget a call from the cc's [collect caller;s]
its his hb againn..
well the collect caller is at his bitches house he tells me.
so itry to hang up.
thann his homeboy tries to talk to me and ask me all the questions.
asks for my number.
isay sure.
hello im half asleeepp.
bye.

strange.
iwake up nd wonder ?

wat a strange strange boy.
but im over it..

thank God the hb didnt call me.
weirdass.