I'm a single black mother that is raising a wonderful lil boy!!!
Well tomorrow will officially be my birthday weekend and I totally have nothing really planned. Everyone wants to do something the following week because of me being sick. They don't think my body can handle it. Dude...to tell you the truth, I can totally hang right now. The only thing I don't think I can do now is exercise cuz my lungs are a lil wheezy, but drinking don't take much work; just tilt my head back and swallow (I know that sounds freaky but oh well).
I'm hoping my booty call calls me this weekend cuz I'll definitely get wit him to get me a lil sum sumthing. But he too thinks I won't be able to hang. If he calls I'll tell him "hey I'm 30, I'm a big kid now"!!!
My God it's so weird turning 30!! I mean I just remember being 18 and shit. Graduating and thinking 30 is like hella old. At 18 I didn't want to do nothing but drink, party, smoke, and fuck. Now that I'm 30 I don't mind a drink or a party every once in awhile, I don't smoke anymore and I'm particular about who I fuck.
At 18, I used to didn't care about shit. But now at 30 I'm worried about every lil thing. I know that I'm supposed to let shit go and get over it, which I'm doing but it's going slow.
I wonder now what it would be like at 40!! I mean I think I survived being 30 now it's time to move on to a new decade.
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