Thought Process
"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' "

- Joe Budden, Angel in my Life
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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.



December 12, 2008 @ 11:22 PM
bad news.

if this is love, I don't wanna see hate. if this is real, i don't wanna see fake
You know that ain't love love, that ain't love love, that ain't love love, that ain't love love


lol, i'm done with it all. i feel like i'm letting too much shit slide by, it's not even big important things though , nothing that just anybody wouldn't let slide. like simple, petty shit. it's just little slick things niggahs/bitches are doing and i'm just lettin 'em get away with it so easily and shit. well, fuck all that as of today/tonight, whatever... i'm just gone keep my distance from some of ya'll for my sake. not even some of ya'll, MOST of ya'll. like the only person i really have any intrest in talkin to is tianna, but i barley talked to her all day and if that go on for much more i'll just stop stressin myself over that and let her text me when she wants and if she don't, i'll leave it at that. i don't see the purpose anymore... anybody else, i gotta say something to ya'll always, if i don't ya'll niggahs won't worry bout me or say shit to me. i gotta say hi, i gotta message you, comment you , text you etc... nah, i'll pass. you not fuckin with me, i'm not fuckin with you. simple & plain.

if ya'll need me, ya'll know how to reach me. other then that, i'm leaving everybody alone for good. i mean none of that emo shit that some of ya'll be on or none of that... i feel alone in this world shit even though i kind've do, but i ain't on none of that shit cause alone is better then be surrounded by most of ya'll. not really surrounded. but on another topic, its like too much going on today. first my mom bring her bf here, my sister bf got him a early present from one of his cousins or whatever. THEN my dads brother come over to see us and shit while HE here. like these niggahs never call until they in the yard you know ? these niggahs think they slick and shit, gone call AFTER they sittin in the yard. after they leave everybody else leave but my moms and her bf and me and my nephew. jj and my sis get back, i'm tryna sleep with my nephew but wake up anyway. now after a while, my sister go to work talkin bout how she leaving to go to a hotel/motel or whatever cause dude spendin the night. idc though, i don't trust him but i'm not leaving MY hosue for him nor am i leaving moms so fuckkk that.

" the lord says forgive I will never forget
shoulda picked up the phone when the times got ugly
i've been misconstrued, lied to & abused, niggahs still swear that they love me "

nooww, my sisters at work and my DAD calls checkin up on us, knowing he calling to be nosey. my sister calls me to tell me that jj, HE JUST BEEN HERE A FEW MINUTES AGO but she said this niggah went wherever and was argue'n with niggahs about how he got a gun and gone shoot niggahs up ALREADY, so she said he's drunk and if she call back to come get her just incase, so i gotta stay up to 1:30. tianna, havent talk to her all day almost... and she tells me she feels sick etc etc she's going to sleep... k, that's nice. my neck hurts & my back hurts... i'm sleepy, i might have to stay up another hour and half, nephew still up... i'm just wylin right now. alot of thoughts running threw my head like i actual got like a million thoughts running through my mind. it's like wild how much different shit is going on right now with me, and how unstable i feel. i felt that way this whole week but let me go and check on my nephew and my momma. i'll blog tomorrow or something. fuck how ya'll feel though.

Our bonds was severed, but all you had to say was fuck me
I smelled your bullshit, consider me lucky

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