.im gonna do it.

so i sat here for a couple of minutes and tried to write a rhyme to describe how i feel. well dat didn't work out so ima juss say it.

this weekend someone came back into my life that i have been thinking (and talking) about all summer. while im on some parlay parlay shit wit my patnas this outta state number calls. now im thinkin its these bitches we tryna find playin games... so im goin off like wtf is dis? and the more i listened... the more it clicked... and i started cheesin hard. my niggas QQin at me like... damn nigga who is dat? so she told me she would call me back. she sounded kinda upset but i had her number so fuck it lol. so then she called the next day juss talkin to me... and its juss casual talk... a few apologies. and... yeah. it was coo :) so she called a couple days later and we were talking about how things were .circa:march. how we were really feeling and other things. she finally understood how serious i was. she told me that i had to slow and stop some things that i am doing. so i have. my phone number count has gone from 374 to 180... and the majority of those are business or fams. im not conversing with many people. i mean my heads in the game. she was actually the last GIRL girl dat i talked to. Crazy right? So she says that she understands that i am serious. but will i get that last chance? Is cleaning myself... my LIFE up worth it this time around? i mean... the title of my blog is .cash.clubs.cars.clothes.&&chicks. (check the blue bar up top). shit thats what ive been about since her. i mean crystal was still in my life but i was tired of dat bitch. i had done her so wrong for crystal that i played myself and lost a good one. a girl dat was gonna keep me in my place but still go everywhere wit me. she was beautiful&&deserving... but i treated her like a jump off. so i juss hope she realizes that this is forreal. no games. no blindfolds. no exes. no jumpoffs. just her.

Call me Jordan 4th quarter in '92.


- Charlene