Dear diary, I bury my soul within your lines...
Have you ever wanted something so bad, but you just can't seem to get close enough? Well, let me tell you something. I was sitting at the back of the bar, watching her every move; but then this chick with the big ass booty....Na, no. This beautiful Redbone, with some nice flavour came up to me, and she said; I want you Trey. Like straight out, no hesitation; I want you Trey. But I know she ain’t really want me, coz she look like a stripper. Besides, I got my eyes on the shawty with them liquor. The way she moved her hip, tells me she wanna dance; and I'ma show her how its done especially them Jamaican jams. I got up and moved to the beat like Micheal Jackson. Wait no thats a lie, I staggered to the beat like Justin Beiber. Making my way across the room, until I meet her. The next thing I knew, I was at the back of the bar. Smoking pot or some shit, in the jacuzzi tub; with no water, just God forbidden disrespectful hoes. What the fuck just happened, I was only a meter away. Feeling frustrated, I tried to get up and fell on my ass. But then I saw her, the chick with the booty, she’s looking at me. She moved closer and she whispered, give it to me trey. Now all I hear, all I see is; I want you Trey. I wanna...ah jesus! she looked like a butter spread. How dare her! She snagged me, but damn she’s hot. I tried to ignore her, so I looked straight ahead; right at my baby mama’s chocolate face. When she finally locked eyes with me, It was like one of those moments where everything stops, well not literally everything but you get what I mean. I threw on my Channing Tatum smile like I owned this bitch, and I know it looks good because she winked at me. She obviously wants me because she’s staring at me, I wanna go up to her and say ay mami you're the finest thaang. But I know she deserves better, because i wanna take her to the grocery store. I closed my eyes, just for a second with my ridiculous grin, and started dreaming about our trip to the mall. Her lips came in to view and she said, I want you trey. No goddamn it, get this bitch out of my head! But the way my name rolled on her tongue, got me staring at them juicy lips. Was I drunk, or is this chick really the finest thing? No trey, stop tripping, you're the finest thing. Not trynna to be cocky, but my face if on a chocolate wrap; now all I am trynna do, is get it to her chocolate face. I swam across the seven seas, bitches, hoes and even emos too; Just to get to her, so we can do our thang. I was so close but so damn far away. When I finally saw her, she was with another men. I panicked and blacked out, but I can still see her face. She was looking at me, with her tongue down his throat. Dear Diary, please forgive me, I don't know what happened after that. Don't get me wrong, I still think she’s god damn fine. I was supposed to be her men, to treat her right, not this Caucasian shit. Dear diary, all I am trynna say is, I think I killed a bitch.
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