fuck
irish moments
kinda like nigga moments when you see the smallest thing when you first wake up that sets you off wanting to whoop someones ass.
take for example a beer can in my yard that i dont drink. why would i trip out about something so small. well my moms in this dui thing in phase 5 where they check the house for alcohol routinely so when i do drink its generally away from my own house. so who could blame me for trippin out a bit when i see some shit that could get my mom locked up. now this is where i get fucked up. for some reason i find the person who did it just gut instinct and basically snap on them.
an irish moment. getting into it over the simplest and smallest of things which usually for some reason revolves around alcohol.
man i need to chill the fuck out before i get locked up or something. im finally working steady and doing shit right for a chance i cant afford to fuck up now. i cant wait til my mom gets out of this dui shit then ill finally be about to have a brew in my house. it drives me insane i pay bills and help her out n shit n i cant have my chill space cause the systems a dick. i would move out but i dont have a ride to get around cause i was stupid in my earlier years and got a 5 year license suspension. tree removal and arbys pays for things but only when i can get around which isnt all the time for the most part i'm a foot ninja. shit just fucks with me sometimes like in cherokee or cobb county its like bam you fuck up once fuck you go die or something. still wish i woulda tried chillin out years ago things probably would of played out differantly. yeah i have my band goin for me, i chill with friends a lot but its like i still feel like i dont have the freedom i deserve and i bust my ass all the time. plus with all the money i give my mom i still cant save up worth a fuck. i say fuck like every other fuckin word. i feel like im becoming a moody ass hole lately but its rediculious i pay bills n cant have beer in a house i help pay for. call me what you will but thats what live journals for to bitch all your stupid subconscience emotions out of your fucking system. i know it would piss anyone else off if they couldnt have beer in their own house and bust ass all the time.
man i need to get laid how id just love to manhandle a woman right now i finally got a cell phone again so maybe that will help with that mission.
kinda like nigga moments when you see the smallest thing when you first wake up that sets you off wanting to whoop someones ass.
take for example a beer can in my yard that i dont drink. why would i trip out about something so small. well my moms in this dui thing in phase 5 where they check the house for alcohol routinely so when i do drink its generally away from my own house. so who could blame me for trippin out a bit when i see some shit that could get my mom locked up. now this is where i get fucked up. for some reason i find the person who did it just gut instinct and basically snap on them.
an irish moment. getting into it over the simplest and smallest of things which usually for some reason revolves around alcohol.
man i need to chill the fuck out before i get locked up or something. im finally working steady and doing shit right for a chance i cant afford to fuck up now. i cant wait til my mom gets out of this dui shit then ill finally be about to have a brew in my house. it drives me insane i pay bills and help her out n shit n i cant have my chill space cause the systems a dick. i would move out but i dont have a ride to get around cause i was stupid in my earlier years and got a 5 year license suspension. tree removal and arbys pays for things but only when i can get around which isnt all the time for the most part i'm a foot ninja. shit just fucks with me sometimes like in cherokee or cobb county its like bam you fuck up once fuck you go die or something. still wish i woulda tried chillin out years ago things probably would of played out differantly. yeah i have my band goin for me, i chill with friends a lot but its like i still feel like i dont have the freedom i deserve and i bust my ass all the time. plus with all the money i give my mom i still cant save up worth a fuck. i say fuck like every other fuckin word. i feel like im becoming a moody ass hole lately but its rediculious i pay bills n cant have beer in a house i help pay for. call me what you will but thats what live journals for to bitch all your stupid subconscience emotions out of your fucking system. i know it would piss anyone else off if they couldnt have beer in their own house and bust ass all the time.
man i need to get laid how id just love to manhandle a woman right now i finally got a cell phone again so maybe that will help with that mission.