Imagine being down and feeling like nothing could get better or just won't get better.
How could tou handle that?
How could you deal with the daily tasks of life in general?
Or
Imagine having whatever you wanted, and feeling like nothing was bett...
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Home - Friday 12:38 pm
Bryan is over here trying to type my paper for me, since my classes are letting me turn then in when I can because of Sean bitch ass.
But he over here trying to type and get me to go to a damn strip club. Like nigga I would definitely go, but I am wearing a sling, and limping and shit. Its been one week almost.
I still feel like shit, plus I don't know what is going on with Thavary. She been weird a little bit.
"Bro I am not going with you" I laughed
"Man, Zane Thavary don't care"
"I know she don't care but look at me" I said
"You look fine, maybe you'll get some free dances" he joked
"Man shut up" I said
"But your about me be a daddy?" I asked
"Man, I know I'm actually excited, I bought baby clothes yesterday"
"A boy man a boy" he shook his bead
"Any names?" I asked
"Thad jr" he started cracking up
"Man, thats where I am going today to speak to her father later"
"Tyla said that nigga works for CIA?"
"Yeah I know, so he's able to see that I ain't never did shit"
"I mean you should talk to him man to man. What's his issue?" He asked
"I think just because I am black bro"
"Don't Thavary have black friends, and Akra got nothing but black friends"
"I know" I shurged
I don't know what is that bad about me.
CIA Los Angeles Office 2:37 pm
I caught a uber here to talk to her father. Because no way in hell this man should have no issues with me.
