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You know, you really cant blame me for being the way i am. really, right now my life is wonderful. i love my girlfriend with all my heart, and i wouldnt hurt her for the world. i got two jobs on lock, and im making enough money to pay the bills and keep my nails and clothes looking nice. along with some change on the side to put diamonds in my tops, and this next friday im putting another 300 down on my bottoms. im getting my nails done every week and i love slipping my versace on after work. my parole officer loves me to death, she said im the most pleasant convict shes ever had to meet with. did i mention im crazy in love with my babi? every moment i get outside of work i want to spend with her. and after everything we've been through in the past month, i feel like maybe this will last. shes my life, along with work and school. ill be doubleshifting all weekend, but i should be able to get everything i need to get done done before monday. after church on sunday i need to seriously get down on my paperwork. its slowly stacking up. its good to live in the real world again. everything i have now is real. (especially my grill. yes. my 10 pc. is definitely real gold, gleaming real diamonds. dont hate, bitch i look good). dont get me wrong, im not wishing i was black or anything. i just love spending money, and ive been blowing prolly a grand a month lately. not a dime on drugs, heh, so i got some nice shit to show for it. i need to go on ahead and get this done tonight though, because i havent slept in about 35 hours. buenos noches