new beginningz.

well, back to school today. I love school cause i get to meet hot girls who will be my baby momma. hopefully. I know how amazingly pigish that sounded, but believe me i need to find a serious relationshhip like my friend with the same innitials as a popular semi-automatic weopon needs a crack pipe. speaking of drugs, I came back from oc with the strong urge to try this certian drug they push down there. i didnt do it though, cause im a pussy and I dont do drugs, except drink beer, which I can cause i'm 21, but this one seems really intense. its on my bucket list. if its still legal when im 90, I'm right there. You know what my anti drug is? my cousins/siblings, whom i constintly set a good example for. i keep picyuring there faces in the back of my mind and im like... damn. I know. no one is perfect and thats semi retarted to be such a stra8 edge for someone living alone, but you have to realise it goes beyond that. All this stems back to a letter I recieved from my boy. he appoloigized for some shit that went down about over a year ago, around the same time this blog was created.

he says he's a bad person and everything he touched is destroyed of fucked up in some way. let me reitterate this: he himself is not a bad person. he just makes bad choices. Would i trust him with my kids or alone with my brietling? not 100% but hes still my boy.I am still getting over the shock of seeing him appologize which takes balls after what he did to me. which is something that he will never be able to take back, its imppossible. but if he's looking for forgiveness, he has it. nite'