I can never not reblog this
that just punched me in the feels.
Today I kicked it with my home boys from Orland one thing lead to another and by about 9 we decided to drink. I got home at about 11:15 and I was talking to my girlfriend next thing I know my friend calls me so I tell her to hold on and I find out one of my boys got hit by a car he’s in the…
He might not have been nice to me. He talked crap about me. But I’m praying for him. I hope you will too.
The feeling when your in such a great mood during the day and some kid you know just happens to piss you off. Ya it really sucks.
fealings
Take me away from the hood
like a state penitentiary.
Take me away from the hood
in a casket or a Bentley.
Take me away…
Like I overdosed on cocaine,
or take me away
like a bullet from Kurt Cobain.
Suicide.
I’m from a windy city
like do or die.
My life by the game. I think
My mom carried me for nine months. She felt sick for those months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell & her skin stretch. She teared. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and she even suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciating pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher & my best friend. She’s struggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me and prayed for me. Most of us take our mom for granted. Reblog if you love your mom more than anything else in the world.
