THIS AINT ME TALKIN, ITS THE DEMONIC INTELLECT THAT TAKES OVER WHEN IM SLEEP WALKIN
I wouldn't call myself a writer, just a girl who can’t sleep. won't sell 'em no dream, but the inspiration is free.
the AIR beneath my Wings
CHEA CHEA!!
now that bitch ass security guard cant hold me back!!
lol, ol hoe ass nigga told me i could be on the roof to get internet service,
WHY? no reason, cuz he ugly, & mad at the world..
its like a fortress up there… safe as hell
the walls are like 6 feet tall all the way around, and i sit dead in the middle
out of harms way, am i disturbing someone? no.
am i endangering myself? no.
is there equipment up there i could fuck up?
not unless hes worried about the rocks..
i tell him i had a project 2 do
& its the only place i can get my homework done..
he sends me to the coffee shop down stairs
and tell me i can get wireless there
i arrive to find they haven’t had wireless available for more the 3 months..
so im supposed to sit up in my apartment all day
with NO-TV & NO-INTERNET…
fuck ass nigga….
& im Extra friendly to all the staff here, its not even my steeze..
i say hello to this man and he just stares at me..
i ask him how hes doing… he jus stares at me
i try to make convo, he gives me dry one word responses.. jerk…
BUT HIS REIGN OF POWER OVER MY PRODUCTIVITY HAS COME TO AN END!!
i can get internet, anywhere-any time…. TAKE THAT MAMóN!
