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"I ain't as crazy as I seem to be, it's just that nothin' is the way that is seem's to me. Im feelin' less then, druggin' him up with anti-depressants, In essence im threatenin my character assessment Truth told, I figure a few hoe's mixed with some new clothes should cover my loop holes. If I'm misunderstood or mis-guided, started when they passed the L' said 'just try it' "

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My name is Jarell & I'm a drug addict. I'd rather be alone, rather then surrounded by familiar strangers. I listen to wayy too much R&B & i hate you all.



November 4, 2008 @ 7:19 AM
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" In this crazy world... "

I decided not to vote today, not to be ignorant or whatever.. but just because i don't agree with either presidential candidate seclection. I don't want either one in office, so i won't vote for either. ( 'just to be different' ) so i haven't really slept, well i have but it ain't like i got the rest i needed. i fell asleep talkin to tianna well i doubt we were talkin but i know i was saying something to her before i dozed off. woke up and her phone was still on, as well as mine. & went back to sleep... i have no school today and i really don't care. i'll need a doctor excuse for class if we have a test. i think after this, i'll send them a email on the schools website just to be safe yenno ? let them know what's going on thursday and i will be out for 3 days, i already know i'll be fucked up after they pull them teeth thursday. that's going to be HELL even though i'll be knocked the fuck out off them drugs.

So yesterday, i dk what was wrong with me. I actually wrote a whole page of just rhymes back and front. ventin' on paper, that wasn't the first i've done it...just the first time i've actually keep it together. I mean i don't usually write songs and it makes sense or stays on topic. I usually jump around subjects aiming at one thing in one line, then talkin about a whole other subject in the nexxt lines. idk, the more i write the better i get. the better i get, the more determined.. the more i want to record and being that the studio is now somewhere in a dorm up north i'm stuck with a pen and a paper... i mean i COULD record on the cpu but it wouldn't sound as professional & i'm a professional.

why am i writtin so much ? no idea, just feel like it & even if no one decides to reads this atleast i got the enjoyment of talkin to self ( self always understands ). i don't care how i may appear to others, if i choose not to vote then leave me be. that's a personal decision, don't care about how ya'll may feel, what difference will we see ? more like we'll be in a state of emergency. back to the KKK days. niggahs really don't think about how crazy human beings are now. Do you really think people give two fucks about change ? health care ? niggah, yeah ok. as you already see, they don't want him in office and not because of his plans for the future but ckuz of his race. why am i even typing about it... not like it matters anymore. tianna's asleep, i'm awake and uncomfortable in many ways and my stomach ache's from smoking a black so early in the morning.

i think it's time to end this blog and be on my way, go surf the web or something just because i'm so wide awake and everybody else complaining about sleep or on some tianna shit and waking up for like 30 minutes then going right back to sleep. who does that, i wish it was still dark so i could atleast try and sleep some more. i think after this blog i'll try to sleep atleast 30 minutes, i don't care how long i sleep but i just want some more sleep so i won't come home after going to the voting place and fall out like i feel i will IF some white folks don't blow the polls up or some shit. snipers on roofs and shit. But i'm a try to sleep... fuck surfin the web.

" take, these broken wings.. & learn to fly again "

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