i got a job at a pizzeria with some old chums....and boy did i get a wake up call.

three years in the can (home sweet home) and i wonder what the heck happen to the person i was before then. well, i was fourteen so....automatically...im a luscious bag
of sugar, spice, and clever retorts

weirdness of it all is i was kinda normal on the inside (unlike most people) ....(save for i was freakish smart due to meh bookish nature thing)

eons later (three to be exact) im here and weird as a purple orange in the fruit pile...on top of it all i turn into this nasty woman thing


but yea. im shallow, supersitious, and condecending so im sure theyll accept me soon.

i just need to work on my rap skillz and buff up my quick witted responses




ive wrote enough crack to be a druggy, the peep gotta give me a chance...