My girl and I both admire a great ass and tits. She doesn’t get mad if I notice a girls ass. She notices them before I do and tells me to look. Real shit! Jealousy isn’t a great trait.

I want to be so power that I can make people disappear without question. Watch someone say “Oh my god you want to be part of Illuminati?!”.

Real New Yorkers hate tourist. And for that reason, we don’t chill on 34th and 42nd like people think. We only go there to go to the movies and maybe shop.

But we definitely don’t say “Hey, why don’t we go to 34th street to chill?” 

Being a New Yorker isn’t something you can just act like. It’s in your blood. Either you’re cut out for it or not.

People you thought were so nice turn out being complete assholes

Some people that call themselves friends should realize when they’re being more selfish than being a friend.

Don’t waste your breath bragging about being a friend when you do un-friend like shit -_______-

I’m in the mood to sit home all day and watch classic Jackie Chan movies

And start it off with Rumble In The Bronx 

Seeking attention was never my thing.

I’m more like the surprise! He’s a chill kind of guy.

They will grow up not having somewhere to say they’re from. I want them to be asked where they’re from and their response will be “From earth.” I want to travel with them so much that they can say that they have a little bit of everywhere in them.

I get like this sometimes (rarely), but it happens.

I don’t want to talk to anyone, or deal with bullshit. 

I usually just sit down and think about what’s been bothering me lately and just bath in all of my usually rushed thoughts.

Haven’t done this in a while so why not now. 

I need it anyway.

Spent a great day with my girl.
How and why she puts up with me, I don’t know. But I’m really glad she does cause she’s dope.

Trusting someone completely is a scary thing when you’ve been done dirty constantly.

Girls that smoke everyday and is constantly talking about it are annoying as fuck!

Actually, anyone who can only talks about weed is annoying.

I really want to go and live in a cabin for like a month. So I can draw with complete peace, and not have to worry about other people around me. I can continue the script that I’m writing for a movie idea, and I could actually write my spoken word/poetry in a book and take my time with it. You know just let the creative juices flow. Only thing is, I don’t trust the woods. I’m not making it extremely easy for someone to kill me where no one can hear me. There’s probably no cell service, or bodega on the corner. Nothing. So for that reason alone  don’t think I’d ever do it.

It’s just a dream I’ll never live….