Wednesday, February 14, 2024

ROSES















ROCIO 
(Second attempt at this)


“And when you forget her, that’s when she pop up” - Aubrey 

It’s now February of 2024 and I can’t seem to escape the mental hold this situationship has had on me. To call it that seems like an understatement, but by definition, that’s what it was. I didn’t finish writing this because I was in a deep state of doubt, loss of judgement, fear, anxiety, sleepless nights, stomach pain, loss of appetite, self identity loss. My mother went to the hospital and I drove out to Dallas to go be with her. Scary, she had a stroke! Not to dive deep into that, but I am trying to paint a picture from my perspective. And I literally had NO ONE there for ME. I told myself finishing writing this is the least of my worries….. 



 (Nov. 2023) 

“We found each other…I helped you out of a broken place” never hit harder. I thought I had my thoughts together before I started writing this. I thought wrong. I’ve been wrong a lot this year(23), not because I don’t know better, but because I have chose time and time again to ignore truths and signs presented to me. With that being said, I wouldn’t take any of it back. I stand as a man accountable for all of my actions. Hurt AF. Reaching my hands to the highest powers in this universe seeking Guidance..Wisdom..Clarity..Patience and LOVE! I feel like my soul has been ripped out and placed in solitary confinement. Awaiting trial. Maybe writing this helps, maybe it doesn’t . My pride doesn’t want me to acknowledge this at all. Very Clearly…Fuck my pride! 

Jan 2023 I was hired by this company to manage a Dental office that was struggling. I came in spreading good vibes and making a positive impact on the culture for this company. I would visit all 5 of our offices on a weekly basis. One particular office I began to grow fond of. Amazing office and location, but most importantly I built a really great connection with the staff at this office. The Office Manger specifically! We would engage in very pleasant conversations with a variety of topics. We instantly clicked and built rapport. So much so, that we exchanged social medias and eventually would start texting each other playing iPhone games. Very sweet and innocent. This would probably be a great time to mention that she has a boyfriend (Still). Because of this I would limit how often I texted her. I also would converse with my friends about her and if I should even be texting her. I didn’t want to ruin what she had going on, plus I had a couple of other things in motion (Ingram) x (Mission) in my life. One day I planted a seed in her mind about being young and in a relationship. She was 22 then. I did mentioned this, because I’ve seen a lot of young women held back due to relationships that do not last. I just knew I didn’t want that to be her. This girl was a star(IS) with so much potential, I felt inclined to give her whatever game I could for her success. I would compliment her and build her up. No expectations or pressure, just being pure and genuine. This would later become something that attracted me to her. In my eyes she was the most mature 22yo I had ever met. The way she could move in a room was impressive. It reminded me a lot of myself. Shorty ran her office like a professional and I later would find that she was cool AF in real life too. I was having car trouble and she gave me a couple of rides home, which I thought was so thoughtful and special. Legit like a 20+ min drive. She mentioned smoking weed and wanting to try “X”. This created a new form of trust with me, because these are not things you just talk to your co-workers about, unless you Fuck with them. Being someone who came off of a crazy 2022 with mushrooms and molly, I knew we would eventually hang out, if that was really the vibe she was on! At this point I am looking at her a little bit differently. Her boyfriend still in the back of my mind, but her in the front of it! We would end up going on lunch dates…thrifting for clothes…scooter rides downtown. All of this still in a friend phase. Still no pressure, but also still good vibes. I knew it was deep when I realized I could text her about almost anything. Consistent conversation and positivity was our makeup and DNA. 






She would introduce me to a LOT of Mexican culture.


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I in turn, would introduce her to my culture. One of our biggest things was sharing music. A true love language. A great balance. She loved Starbucks, Target and Jewelry. I loved that she always kept herself together and had pride in her presentation…ALWAYS.


https://youtu.be/gxAd9Suy8EQ?si=urqIb_lAzkPN0oJb


As our conversations grew…the flirting intensified. This is when I knew that she actually liked me, so I took more risks. This opened a completely dif side of both of us, which had more of an emphasis on physical.  


We planned a day to link and I bought a bottle of tequila to set the tone. She came over and we talked and talked. I was nervous because …like WHAT.!? What are we doing? Is this really happening? How did I get this lucky? That day, I was a happy man. We had sex and I still wanted to hang out and talk to her afterwards. Sexually, I could tell her experiences had been limited, but I thought that was kind of cute. Imagining the things I could teach her. I was already hooked, but sex always intensifies feelings. After that we would both plan and find time to “link”. Usually she would text me “👀” or “25 away”. This would always send my heart racing because I knew it was my time with her. 


 I loved that she wasn’t ALWAYS available. We had a great balance that allowed us to miss each other and appreciate each other more. We would look at each other at the office and laugh, because we had a great secreto that we couldn’t share with anyone . When people weren’t around we would flirt and make faces at each other. The perfect inside joke. At this point I really believed I was special I thought that I was immune to all the secrets she had. Mid summer we both walked out of our jobs at the company we worked for. I quit first, so I’m not sure if she was influenced by my decision. Nevertheless, once again another thing we bonded over. We freed ourselves from a toxic work environment. We still stayed in contact and hung out with some of our free time. 



https://youtu.be/6hfbHSItskQ?si=3I7LdWbhDpSniE5e



I started bringing her around friends to try to introduce her to maybe a side of life she wasn’t used to. 

We took mushrooms together and had one of the greatest days! She trusted me! I trusted her! We literally like giggled all day! We took them at the park! As we walked the park I realized that was a mistake and might be too much stimulation for her first REAL trip(3.5)! We went to get snacks and went to the house! There I held her and vibed in my room. We went for a short walk outside, and much was so wholesome! We got back to the house and I knew she wanted to fhhhhk …but I just wanted her to enjoy the experience…plus I already put it on her earlier that day! She tried to leave still tripping…I asked Brandon if we could both go to the store with him so we could come down and listen to music! I remember getting the text from her when she got home! She was in the dark TRIPPING hard still! Lol 



Those memories will forever live with me. After that day…I fantasized about the idea of “us” . The age difference was always something we joked about, but I put that fact aside and thought “what if”. I tried to wash those thoughts out of my head, because how could we ever exist? How could I, when I see she is actively cheating on someone she claims she loves? Why would I be any different once she’s mentally over me? By then I started seeing the signs that maybe this whole thing was wrong. Why have I got so comfortable as a side piece? “Know your role” is what I kept telling myself….but really I had begun to fall in love with her. I subconsciously started cutting other women out of my life because in my head, they just didn’t compare to her. I think it’s important to note, she was around through the toughest times this year. She didn’t burden me with problems. She was my peace. My therapist and my sexual healing. Once I started cutting women off, I immediately felt the void. I started looking for more of her time (which is not player at all). I started falling deeper for her.

In September , she sent me a text that said 

“heeyyyy don’t text me till tomorrow 😬😬😬” 

This changed everything for me! I was hurt. I had forgot my place. She had never texted me that before. EVER! That put things in perspective for me. I later would I tell myself I need to end this before it gets even deeper. She agreed to meet me for lunch so we could see each other one last time. She seemed confused about the “meet for last time”. We met for frozen yogurt and had an awkward conversation about the situation we found ourselves in. She was dry and cold and didn’t really give me much energy. After 15-20min she told me she had to get back to work, which seemed like a lie, I could see that she was not happy. She refused to give me a legit hug for any kind of closure which made me feel like shit. I left sad. I told her I wanted to see her one last time “mind .body .soul” she asked if that was a good idea….but in my head it was the only idea. I really wanted proper closure. Looking back, it probably wasn’t the best idea. Because I really just wanted to be around her. I would have taken any moment with her. She gives me the comfort I need and tells me that she doesn’t think this should end. I agree. Feeling comforted in an uncomfortable situation. But ultimately this makes me happy! At this point I had been fighting and neglecting my feelings for her. I almost told her at our lunch date. 

We would later have a misunderstanding that caused her to leave and turn away from my usual kiss when she gets in her car. CRUSHED AF!! I Sat outside….just letting that sink in. I texted her. No reply. I called her and we talked about the misunderstanding.  


 That was the night we expressed our Love for each other. Ohhh to be loved. Ohhh to feel loved! My world changed. We would carry on with our links.  


 Having conversations that were a little more serious at this point. She convinced me several times that she was working to get out of her “situation”. Eventually it did not seem like enough, so I did the most immature thing and ghosted her. I thought she already has a man, so not a hard transition for her. Plus I couldn’t face telling the person I love, that I am unhappy with the lack of you, due to your obligations. 


 We didn’t talk for a couple of days before she hits me with a surprising text. The “I need to talk to you” text. That night she told me she might be pregnant. I can’t act like I was surprised. We had been having raw sex for a while and having a BLAST! Literally! I just had a feeling! There were several cryptic things that came from her. It’s like she planted a seed in me too!  


I told her she had my full support! I don’t believe in abortions. But I told her if she wanted to go that route, I’d support it. If she wanted to keep the baby, I would support that too! I never expressed this, but her being pregnant made me excited. Like I accepted the fact she might actually have the child. I thought of names. I had a vision of what that life would look like. But it was pretty far-fetched. My thoughts? She’s too young. I had my child young so I know what that’s like. I know I didn’t want that for her! I had praised her so much for her potential…I couldn’t watch her fall victim and become a stereotype! Would her family love this child? Would they accept me? Or would they raise the child while I’m left to fend? I thought about both sides. That would make THREE children for me. Balancing my two, with the life I have is already challenging. She also had never spent a day with my kids. All of these things that plagued my mind. While still worrying about her and our secret. Which now was in JEOPARDY! She asked to ship the shmashmortion pills to my house. I told her yes, but I also told her she could take them here too and that she always had a place at my house. The one thing I ever asked from her, never lie to me. I know you have a situation. I know you lie to all those other people, but please make me the exception. That was my mindset and I allowed myself to believe I was special and above anyone else in her life. That’s how she made me feel. But that wasn’t the case. I really wanted to do the doctor visit to confirm pregnancy and how far along. She told me there weren’t any appointments available for like 2 weeks. I’m like damn. Well if we are going to go this route, we need to do it sooner than later. She told me that she was going out of town. Her family thought that she deserved a vacation and paid for her to go. I believed it, even though the way she expressed it seems forced. She sends me a bunch of memes and stuff early this morning. She says she’s catching her first flight ever and she’s doing it “alone”. Communication is spotty, which threw me off because of her man isn’t around, she’s usually hitting me up more consistently. She sends me a picture from Vegas of a strip club. Instantly I’m like WTF! I said, “can I ask you something?” “Who are you in Vegas with?” She said “ His family and him. His uncle beat cancer and this is a celebration for that” . I had had a dream of her. More like a nightmare! I walked into a room and seen her bf eating her ass from the back. OMG! I was siiiiiiiiickkkk! On top of that, I find out that she lied to me! 


she is pregnant and in Vegas?! That baffled me! It made me feel like the ultimate side nigga. Like in that moment I realized that all the red flags and all the things I neglected were written in stone right in front of my eyes. She went against the one thing I asked her for. I blocked her after that. 


Little did I know, that blocking her during that time would do more damage than I ever would have thought. I blocked her on a Tuesday. I did this because I wanted to force her into being serious about this situation. We were in a time crunch if we were going to do this and all I could think about was her on a vacation. I gave it a week and unblocked her(next Tuesday). I texted her very vague and to the point. It was to come off slightly cold to put emphasis on how serious I was. I had no idea what was going on. I’d like to also mention, I was getting very poor advice from people around me. I won’t mention any names, but I can admit that. 


 She now had ME blocked. That made me soooo mad! Lol like what?! The reverse uno card hit! Me upset and in full war strategist mode, I decide to do the unthinkable. I rip up my player card to shift the whole dynamic. Brandon gave me 2 USBs to load pictures, videos and screenshots of incrimination. At this point I just wanted all of my problems to end. I thought by telling the truth, I would free us all. I knew her family would support her and that she would bounce back 100 harder! But also, I wanted to give her one more chance to text me about what’s going on with the pregnancy. I just wanted to be done at this point. She did not reply to my text messages. So I went and dropped off one of the two USBs. I had Brandon call her job to see if she was there. This is all while I’m typing in the next address. After that call, she texts me back. Sharing a screenshot of what she sent while I had her blocked. This shows me that she was trying to take the pills Saturday/Sunday. She also booked a hotel to do it. I’m guessing because she couldn’t contact me. If she did do it that Sunday, that means that she was already a couple of days into it. Now at this point I am heading to the second house. I contemplate going back to take that USB. I’m like , I wish she would have hit me back sooner. We pull up to the next house and Brandon drops the second USB off at her sister’s, I told him, “I’m too black to do it” . We are texting back and forth at this point. Brandon and I leave to go get food after. Before our food even comes out, she’s blowing my phone up. I didn’t realized it would be found so soon. Brandon answers and then hangs up once he hears her crying. The whole scene is really wild. Our adrenaline was pretty high. There was Italian music playing in the background. I haven’t watched the Sopranos series, but I could imagine it looked a felt something like an episode or two. It felt like we just slid on the opps and pulled up to the low key location to eat and discuss. I flirted with the waitress to deflect my deep down feelings. I got her Instagram, but she’s def wack! Anyway. Her family reached out to me with threats and strong words at the side of her! They showed true support. I couldn’t be mad. But also I’m not a hoe! I was ready to defend myself . I’m not sure who all was texting me, but I just conversed with the one that seemed to have the most sense. Lol They told me I was right, the truth would set me free. It seemed like sarcasm, I wasn’t entirely sure how to take that. I was also told they weren’t sure about what’s going to happen. This caused my heart to drop. She sent me a picture of my whip from when I dropped off the first USB. I knew that lawn guy was up to something. I didn’t understand why she sent it though. I’m assuming she went home and retrieved the USB. I didn’t care though. I really and truly did not want to tell her bf. I just wanted her family to know. I called a friend of mine and old co-worker. I asked her if she thought she would keep the baby. She told me that Hispanic families will convince you to keep the baby and x out the dad if needed. They would build a community around this child and probably shit on me. This advice sent me down a spiral. That night was crazy! I pulled up to my best friend’s house in Cibolo. That night Drake dropped scary hours! Which was like gasoline to my Fire!!!! We got high and drove around listening to it! It was like Drake specifically knew I needed a soundtrack for this moment in time. I also drove to Dallas that night to see my mother! So many emotions going through my head. My heart was literally freezing in real time! I was turning into my inner savage and it reminded me of when I’ve been on demon time in the past. My spirit was not right. I was hurt, lost and lonely inside. My mother could sense my pain. I was embarrassed. I’m supposed to be taking care of her, and I am going through the roughest part of my year. When I got back into town, I immediately secluded myself from the world. I was able to spend more and more time with my kids and focus on the things that mattered most to me. However still HAUNTED and disgusted with my actions and how everything transpired.


I reached out numerous times. Each time no answer or reply. I knew she was hurt AF!! But I also know she has an extremely hard exterior that she can turn on at any moment. It killed me not knowing if I was going to have a child or not. If I would be excluded or welcomed if she did have the baby. I remembered her screenshot of the hotel she said she would be taking the pills at. It’s right by my house. Which sucks because every time I drive by that hotel, I get in my feelings! I went inside the hotel and told them that I booked the room. I wanted to see if this person checked in that day. And indeed she checked in 11/12/23. I will not forget that day! I also have a weird feeling about that day, but I have tried hard to let that go. The hotel confirmed the check in and I left. This gave me more peace of mind, but I still don’t feel like enough. I had an expectation of her communicating this. I finally texted her sister. I hate going outside of my sources, but I had to escalate this before I went crazy! I was thinking of going to her job. But who TF wants to do that?! Within the hour she texted me… This was a sign of relief for me. I wanted to have a full discussion about this, but I knew it was not an option. I knew I needed to continue healing. I also didn’t want to disrupt any healing she was already doing! I had no idea what was going on, on her side. We have not spoke since then. There hasn’t been a single day that she has hit been on my mind….like since I’ve met her. I have flashbacks all the time of our memories. There is so much beauty in this pain. The whole situation has changed me. I am far more reluctant than I’ve ever been in multiple life. I am locked in with myself. My growth is important to me. I just had to be humbled by life to learn these lessons. I hate that she had to learn this type of life lesson this early in her life. I hate that I was the one who brought her pain and suffering. I still root for her! If she moves on and does 10000x better, that would be no flex…because that’s what I expect from her. Even though, I feel like she made a fake Bumble page and we were talking through there, cause ain’t no fucking way! 😂 But I’ll let that one go too! 

https://youtu.be/5kyfJi1WhwQ?si=H0TIzFvM2_wjk3dz


https://youtu.be/Xc2D5NWzsfc?si=LWHv3FmfYstxzl9p


“She gave me a vibe, it was part of my sickness”


I am sorry for hurting you Abrianna! You meant the world to me! 
I am also sorry for allowing myself to be hurt. For putting myself in an inevitable situation. Despite everything, I still have so much love for her! I’m not sure who is checking this page from an android, but I this is for you!

 

Monday, July 16, 2012

The Memoir of Ms.McQuinney

In recognition of Ms. McQuinney, we acknowledge her success and influence on many students lives. She was very approachable in time of need. Kind, caring, and patient were natural qualities she possesed
. The teaching style she had was amazing, which made it much easier to understand the class material. There were many accomplishments on her behalf. Her ability to see potential in every student, give positive critisism and help shape student's character, made her a positive impact on the students she teached.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Things Happen...



I have awaken from my fairytale slumber. The monster to come is a result of being hated, misunderstood, and judged. Basically at the end of the day who ever is going to ride with me, is going to ride with me, and whoever don't want to ride, is getting LEFT, cause I'm always going to be RIGHT when living MY life.

Two Shockers for anyone who don't know...in the order in which they occurred.

First, I CHOSE to separate from the Air Force. Basically, it wasn't for me. The Air Force def is NOT for everyone, and it's hard to understand unless you actually join. People are going to be proud of you, and want you to stick with it. At the end of the day, it's YOU that has to deal with any consequences from that decision.

I initially joined as a HUSTLE, get paid, go to school, and have job stability. Sounds like the perfect opportunity right?? FUCK NO!!! This organization will drive you crazy. I have never been depressed like I was between the months of February and August of 2010. I do believe if it wasn't for my girlfriend out here I probably would have been in a deeper depression then I already was, I used her house as a escape away from it all, she kept my mind in order, and basically on the right track, even when I wanted to knock the train off. I learned that you can run but you CAN'T hide forever. Reality was I was OWNED by them, almost like a slave that gets paid. Being hated by higher ups at work and supervisors trying to intentionally get me in any kind of trouble they can is only a fraction of what I dealt with. Can't really express your mind while you serve, so any sense of freedom is banished. You can follow your chain of command to try to resolve issues that way, but as a airman, niggas try to shit on you. Needless to say my voice wasn't heard, and I had to make moves.

This isn't something I just up and decided to do, I put a lot of serious thought and prayer into this decision. Overall I am happy with my decision, AUG 31 2010 I dropped a massive amount of weight off of my shoulders. Since then I have regaining the person that was lost throughout this last past year.


About 2 1/2 weeks ago my girlfriend and I found out she was pregnant. WOW, yes I know. If you would have asked me how I felt about having children a month ago, I probably would have said "DEFFFF NOT, not anytime soon, maybe when I'm like 30, lol right now I am too young, plus I can nooooot be the stereotype" my family has a ALMOST automatic history of young pregnancies, with the exception of only a few. If you ask them if they are still with the "baby daddy" B.D. for short, not any of them can say YES!!! Well maybe two, but other than that NOPE, and I am NOT judging at all, that's life and that's how the cookie crumbled, so I expect others not to judge me for my mistakes. I love my girlfriend and my future child who's brain is developing as I write this. The way I was raised I am GOING to be HERE for my child. Like forget a b.d. I'm trying to be a BABY FATHER. I understand that this has all occurred from not being FULLY responsible and possibly occurred on one of those crazy nights via "PULL OUT METHOD" lol but all I can do is move forward. I feel like I have had the major talks I needed to have, and I understand that it's disappointing, but I don't need to hear that, I need website, book, and store reference to enhance this new journey that I am about to embark on. I feel like, if no one has anything positive, helpful or encouraging words, then I CAN'T see you. Right now me and Danielle are debating baby names...any suggestions?

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Are You Thinking Too Highly About Yourself..??


Well are you?? Lol.

The thing is a lot of people think too highly of themselves. This is caused by fantasies that people make up in their head, to illustrate their physical appearance, personality appearance, and more. Also, more so for females, there are people in life that will lie and GAS people up. lol UNLEADED. and really it's getting sick to me.

This girl the other day kept talking talking talking, ABOUT HERSELF! "I'm a real women, not any of these little girls running around" hmmm ok, your not that old first off and your Facebook conversation alone would not reflect your age, and you hang out with little girls. Please! like if you have to tell "niggas" that you are not the average chick-bla-bla-blaaah, then guess what sweetheart, you are "definitely" a BASIC BITCH. you are the very thing you try to condescend over. Straight up, in this life there are "definites" and "basics".

Def- Is basically THAT BITCH- she knows what she wants, she not fake, and has proper capability to hold down a man. You do not deny this girl to others...she's definite.

Basic- Your lame, and you overrate yourself. Lol.

NOW, with that all said, I encourage everyone within my path of life, to keep it real with themselves and others when it come to the person they are, and what they represent.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

My Life Through Song




..Off of the THANK ME LATER LP. by Drake.

The act or instance of resisting or capacity to resist.

A force that tends to oppose or retard motion.

A PROCESS IN WHICH THE EGO OPPOSES THE CONSCIOUS RECALL OF ANXIETY-PRODUCING EXPERIENCES. ----MY relation...

Do you put up a fight to NOT change(resisit) or do you let changed consume you?? It's easier that way, and change can sometimes be healthy, but to change who you are, are you really ok with that? Are the people around you ok with that? Or do they not matter. How do you feel when someone tells you that you have changed? is it a suprise, do you really even care??

I'm asking a lot of questions but I also have a lot of answers!

Sunday, June 20, 2010

My love

Once upon a time there was a extra fly young man(whose name is annonymous) was bored on a Saturday night. The option was to either go to a dorm kickback function, orr chill in his room for the night. Later two friends came to his dorm and asked him if he wanted to go to a party/club. The young man turned down the oppurtunity. Being a good friend he called his hommie BEEZY, and told him about it. Now there were four friends begging this young man to go, and he only had 20minutes to get ready! Laughing his ass off, he knew 20 minutes was nooot enough time for excellence. He took 40 minutes to get ready, and of course they waited for him. He was told it was a STOP LIGHT PARTY, so wear green if single, yellow if single and not really looking, and red if taken. This fool decided to be "rebellious" and wear grey!







On the way out of the dorms that night the young man and BEEZY met a flock of white girls who were trying to kick it, the young man networked and promised another time. The group arrives to the party hyped up, even though it was like 30 degrees ouside. The young man was the last to walk in, and as soon as he pays the door girl a stranger yells out "aren't you going to tip the door girl?" the young man feeling all kind of hyped up tips her ONE dollar, cause she was ugly, but he figured ugly people have to eat too. The young man liked what he saw, there was a couple bomb college girls there, danced with a couple, then started raping the bar. Like a lot of people who drink, he had a desire to smoke. Him and Beezy make a trip to the car for WINE black&milds and a hoodie. When they get back inside they met this flock of weird looking girls inside who were sitting next to them the whole time. They match blacks with eachother like they were blunts. Laughs. They all get aquainted, and really start vibing. "is that your girlfriend?" the young man ask the girl






"noo" she replies, not knowing that he asked to check her relationship status. Throughout the night they exchange Twitters


, numbers, and personalities. The group of weird girls left a while later. Later on that night they text back and forth, which lasted till about 4 or 5 in the morning. The text relationship went for a couple more days until the first phone call was initiated. After that night the young man knew she was special, and suddenly "get to know eachother type of caking" didn't matter to him, he could care less. A few weeks later the two met up at The La Cantera Mall in San Antonio located by her school, UTSA. He was eager to meet see her again, and she was nervous for some reason, it was a great night nevertheless and very productive to their friendship. The next week the young man went to California for vacation, and ended up caking with her the majority of the time. When he returned to San Antonio in January, the two made plans to kick it again. This time it would be at the infamous "4209". That was the first of his many weekends there. He met all her close friends and almost imediately got addicted to the lifestyle. The two made it official and began dating on January 20th of 2010, the next month LOVE was introduced. They have done nothing but grow every since, despite a one month break up, which also helped the two grown, they have been inseparable.

Those two are Alfred Carr and Danielle Scott.








Today is currently our 5th month anniversary, and this is a #shoutout to her! I love my girlfriend, I think about this chick all the time. She inspires me and motivates me to be the Man that I am. She is one of my life heroes, and I respect and appreciate her for that. I never wrote a blog about a current girlfriend, which means she must be special right? Lol people may think, it's weird that we met in a club, but we could have met anywhere, ya know. Either way we would still be poppin, she's my gift in life, despite stolen car, laptop, and iPhone...I'm glad that I still have her!

-iPhone love

Timeline





Yooooooo!
It's been a while. I'm back, much has changed since my last post. I've had many ups and downs. Got my car stolen, lost a iPhone, and I'm in a relationship with Danielle Scott.
<--- this was meant to be posted months ago....

Since then I have actually broke up and got back together with Danielle and got another car, which I no longer have! Lol charge it to the game right?! Yup. Last year around this time I was in basic training, right here in San Antonio. I never thought that I would actually enjoy this city after that experience. Here I am realizing the way life really works, and how you have to go through certain things, to get to the next level. I have a lot of moves to make right now, and I have burned a lot of bridges over these months, so I am a one man team here at lackland. Shoutout to the hommies at the OUTPOST for holding me down, and helping me keep my mind in this organization of brainwashers...live fast and die young! Lets toast to life and life lessons, celebrate with a toast
when the sun goes down, get lost in the night...cause you know we gon light it up..sooooo fuck niggas..bitches too, all I got is my hustle.....and this will due.


- iPhone Love...