My sweet hoes.....

I love my friends......
I really fucking do....
sometimes the frustrate me to the point where if I had no sense I would have shot them all by now, maybe not in the face but maybe the foot or something.
I get irritated easily.

Why do I love my peoples you ask?

-They get angry when I get angry and they always got my back.
-We dislike everyone together, we're a team and thats it. sometimes we slip up and forget about the hatred and say hi or something but overall we agree on the hatred when it is justified.
-the are true fucking motivators - they say things like
"....meet him....fall more in love.....platinum card
to holts and have that....bitch service you....bring
you sparkling water......"

or "he is worthless....fuck'em...piece of chit...you're better"

or "we gonna be so fucking rich"

whatever it may be....they tell you honestly why you're fat....they hold your hair back when you drank to much - sometimes they even stick their fingers down you throat or up their snatch depending on what the problem you might have, they pick you up when you falland bring you jack when you're depressed......

We may all have our problems or abnoxious tendencies (which although you all piss me off, I'm sure I'm a fucking brat)

I heart you all - the ones that are in my clique - who I'm fucking tight as a 12 yr old virgins nana with....

You're my bitches, my hoes, my street team. We're quick to big one another up and quick to correct those who get outta pocket with the crew....

I'm gonna get something on my back piece that represents every single one of y'all, i dont know what yet....Ted, Killa, Misty and G Face holler hoes!

Im fucking corny but i love us all.....