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this one has a little rant in it, in case you want to just skip to the pictures:
FUCK SNITCHES.
seriously.
the other day i was kickin' it with hella homies and the po-po's were watching us.
not like usual to try to catch a deal but for days and days.
i got really mad so even with all my warrants i went to the left side of the balcony and smoke a cigerette and stare back at the motherfuckin' police.
they had what we thought were binoculars looking straight at us.
it turns out they were there because some 12 year old boy got arrested there for possesion (he had a small sack of weed, a pipe and a couple lighters, nothing serious.) but this little fucker snitched.
he told the cops that he got the drugs from the area where we all chill and ratted on EVERYONE.
i didn't even know the kid and he snitched to the cops on me.
about me & my boyfriends relationship!
IT'S NO ONES FUCKING BUSINESS.
if my parents don't care, stay the fuck out of it.
but yeah, a whole bunch of people are going to get raided now and theres constant survielince.
and when that kid shows his face again, even if we have to wait outside his house, we are going to beat the living shit out of him. i don't care if he is younger, we don't tolerate snitches.
this is our hood.
(sorry about the rant but its not really something i can say out loud without getting arrested.)
PHOTOGRAPHS, BITCH.
i wonder what that could be!
he makes me smile this big.
speak without using your words.
cause i never sleep alone.
it's bedtime, tell me another story.
bfflz, bitch.
hats go on your head.
lol, schoolbook.
the original bbygrl.
"wheres all the crack at?!"
photo proof i'm a motherfucking angel.
all you need is love, you fucking poseur.
"nothing can ever change the way i feel, not even if you ripped my intestines out and kept them in a tiny box under your pillow and touched them at night."
"ily too baby."
HELL FUCK YES.
you can imagine what happened.
"it's a grown man thing."
stfu, you know you look gorgeous here.
i love my friends.
i really, really love my friends.
same with this one.
only so i could end with an artistic one.
FUCK SNITCHES.
seriously.
the other day i was kickin' it with hella homies and the po-po's were watching us.
not like usual to try to catch a deal but for days and days.
i got really mad so even with all my warrants i went to the left side of the balcony and smoke a cigerette and stare back at the motherfuckin' police.
they had what we thought were binoculars looking straight at us.
it turns out they were there because some 12 year old boy got arrested there for possesion (he had a small sack of weed, a pipe and a couple lighters, nothing serious.) but this little fucker snitched.
he told the cops that he got the drugs from the area where we all chill and ratted on EVERYONE.
i didn't even know the kid and he snitched to the cops on me.
about me & my boyfriends relationship!
IT'S NO ONES FUCKING BUSINESS.
if my parents don't care, stay the fuck out of it.
but yeah, a whole bunch of people are going to get raided now and theres constant survielince.
and when that kid shows his face again, even if we have to wait outside his house, we are going to beat the living shit out of him. i don't care if he is younger, we don't tolerate snitches.
this is our hood.
(sorry about the rant but its not really something i can say out loud without getting arrested.)
PHOTOGRAPHS, BITCH.
i wonder what that could be!
he makes me smile this big.
speak without using your words.
cause i never sleep alone.
it's bedtime, tell me another story.
bfflz, bitch.
hats go on your head.
lol, schoolbook.
the original bbygrl.
"wheres all the crack at?!"
photo proof i'm a motherfucking angel.
all you need is love, you fucking poseur.
"nothing can ever change the way i feel, not even if you ripped my intestines out and kept them in a tiny box under your pillow and touched them at night."
"ily too baby."
HELL FUCK YES.
you can imagine what happened.
"it's a grown man thing."
stfu, you know you look gorgeous here.
i love my friends.
i really, really love my friends.
same with this one.
only so i could end with an artistic one.