What the ras...

I caan believe that at 5.30am I am just making my way home. Once again I must be losing my mind. Ole Madrid was pretty decent there were some decent girls there tonight but of course all I could manage to do was stare and think in my mind (actually for once I couldn’t even think of lines – to not say to the hotties) Poor Tiff was I think mad at the crew for not stepping to any girls oh well!. What is it about me and thinking about you girl why do I not feel the urge to go out and scheme, could I really be haunted by the ghost of “bootie-past”? I may have to face a new reality in my life; I possess the kiss of death. Oh well, to #1 I think you shouldn’t be with him it’s a waste of your time. To #2 you have made your choice, deal with it. To #3 what the hell are you thinking? Seriously if you don’t like the relationship get the hell out of there. To #4 no, no, no I refuse. General I am sorry to a lot of peeps a lot of what I said were just lines I apologize for my past indiscretions. Finally, if you call me at 3am that conversation does not come under the heading - friendly chat.