Why is Spongebob always so damn happy ? Making rainbows with his hands and stuff. Squeaky ass voice. How are there thaat many heads on this Earth to fill these 6ft weaves that are produced ? What if I choose to take another woman as a lover and partner when I feel I just as easily could have taken a man—does that mean I don’t ? No homo. Since I hate the human race, I'm insane ? I hate ignorance, but why when I hear this slurred, NOLA accent from a yellow boy do I melt ? Why do we metaphorically call people out of their name ? Why do I speak as though I'm the example for what is to bleeped out on prime time television ? I never have a lack of better words, I just curse all the time. Why do we feel it necessary to talk about bullshit to feel comfortable around each other ? I hate the way these niggas look at me and the way he doesn't. I wish I was six and my only issue were what dress I'm going to wear. Well shirt and shorts to wear. Where the fuck did these bitches learn to dress ? Matta fact, where the waitress at with my drink ? Why do bitches get on my Formspring and try to bang ? Dammit I'll cut a bitch. Matta fact why do they get on there and try to have conversations ? Ask me a fucking question. Imagine me being scared of bitches breathing the same air as me. How did Nicki Minaj get on a track, truly ? Why do we pinky promise ? I hate the people I actually call my friends, what makes you think I like your ass ? Why does everyone think they run LA ? Why are we shocked to know I don't want to say hello ? I hate you. You know what that means in Greek ? I HATE YOU. I'm trying to be happy but I think it's pretty obvious by now that it isn't my strongest forte. Whatever, I hate talking about little things; emotions and feelings. I can't even speak my mind, my cousin tryna sleep. Say my typing is keeping her up, imagine my face. Either way, this post is not nearly as long as I anticipated/ wanted/ hoped. Today was long and it is 12: 40 here in New Orleans. I'll tell you about it in another post I plan on.

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