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Feb 11, 2005 01:07

"First it was two sets of footprints in the sand, then it was one set of footprints in the sand. When times get hard and shit hits the fan, God don't walk with me he carry me man" G-unit.

When times get hard and shit hits the fan, fuck the bullshit you're on your own lil man. But I do think God steps in occasionally, otherwise I'd be fucked the fuck up. My week usually goes like this, monday through friday I work. Saturday I do what I have to do, saturday night I get fucked up, sunday I try to walk it off. Pretty good strategy yeah? Then there's the occasional new slut I'll bag, but for one reason or another I won't call. Usually its because she tried to play like she was worth more than she was and I'm at a point where I feel like I shouldn't have to play games to get what I want. But, thats life. You play a role until you win the prize and when the cameras go off its right back to every day life. Its funny how I get tired of being me. For as long as I can remember, even before all the hood shit I was all about females. Do what it takes to get what you have your eye on, and now its like I'm too good for that. Right. Its the moments like these where I don't know what to do with myself, I don't want to stick with what I know but I don't feel up to trying anything new either you know? Oh well. My phone's been off since like tuesday I think, and I figured that I'd go nuts waiting for friday night when it'll come back on because its like I'd be shut off from pretty much everyone I know with the exception of my boy from work and this one slut who has my house number. But honestly the time has flew by, its been better than I imagined. I guess everybody needs some time away from everyone else eventually.
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