Stuck on this. I don’t know why.
Stuck on this. I don’t know why.
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Getting ready for Halloween night.



Here’s Aaron praying that he gets his dick wet tonight.

You know what I find funny? I know people out there don’t think alcohol is a big deal. And those same people probably think that certain “drugs” are even worse for the human body since society tells them that they are illegal and aren’t good for you. Don’t get me wrong, I think that heroine and all that junk should stay out of your system. Just like Kat Williams once stated in his comedy bit, “If you have to cook it, mix it in with all kinds of other drugs, or cause some kind of chemical reaction then it should best be thought twice about”.
Think about why alcohol is legal. Alcohol is legal because the government found a way to tax the product and make money off of it. I’m no skilled politician or anything but I do have ideas of some of the conspiracies going on with our country. I know the government has their way of making money off illegal substances as well but that’s a whole different story. Yet the world says alcohol is legal and all the other natural substances (drugs) as illegal and to be looked down upon.
Being 23 years old I have seen alcohol misused plenty of times including personal experiences as well. Those nights of emotions flying around the air accompanied with tears, yelling, fights, and bad judgement. At the same time it calls for headaches, upset stomachs, and sloth for the following day(s).
I just don’t understand the world sometimes….(or most of the time).
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Let’s take a drive…






So this is where the majority of my money goes besides paying off the debt I put myself in years ago. I need to learn how to stop “Wanting”, but I guess I can mark these off as another bday gift to myself.

“…Grey clouds up above man/ metaphor to my life man/still I feel my heart stronger than its ever been/strong will til my journey ends/ til then I roll more than I ever rolled/ not pills but the mary though…”

“The sky might fall…but I’m not worried at all.”
Today I am 23 years old. I may not know the exact time of when I was born and yet I don’t know the significance to knowing your age besides knowing the disappointment to living in the bottom half of what society sees to be as success.
I’m not going to let this be a negative post so let’s move on. So 23 years of life in this world. If you were to ask me how it feels to be this old, I might have to say that I feel old. Typical response that you would normally hear for that question but it’s true. Even my bones and body feel to be more brittle than when I was a kid. We had this hall/auditorium when I was in grade school that we would wear our expensive “private school” pants to and do this running slide. It was the motion of standing straight up while running FULL speed and drop down to our knees as HARD as we could just for the fun of being able to do it. Would I be able to do that now at the young age of 23?? NOPE!
Little things like that tend to trip me out as I think about what once was. And just as constant as things change so do people. The world is a lot bigger now being able to travel the world a little more freely (even though I’ve barely been outside the country). The people I seem to surround myself vary with the seasons and the situations I’m in. As when I was a kid I was more of that solo dolo type cat.
Today is 23 tomorrow is the WORLD! I have big hopes for my 23 years of life because I have less to risk for the fact that I’m not trying to live the life I’m living when I’m 24. Changes can be good. I’ve learned this even though it’s not in the best of times. I used to be scared of change and now change has to remain constant and it’s something I sought after. Here we GO!!!
I now leave you these few pictures from last Saturday night. I’d like to also thank all the homies that chipped to pay for the festivities. From the limo to the table to the miscellaneous drinks that ended up having me stay in bed until 4pm today feeling like I was dying…slowly. GOOD TIMES haha!! Plus, I’d like to thank everyone for coming just for coming and celebrating with me. It’s always great to have everyone take time away from their busy schedules to have a drink with me. Til next time folks. Or should I say next week. ”All black everything” party!!







