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In that type of mood.
Ol’Otis
The Picasso of the Ghetto
Ashley Banks
All I ever wanted was the world
Alright now. I paid off two debts in full, now where is my 20 point credit score jump?
takes a while. be patient.
check back in 3 monthsAlright now. I paid off two debts in full, now where is my 20 point credit score jump?
Spend your entire morning/afternoon watching a documentary on the Irish Mob when you're supposed to be working, brehs 
4 o'clock and I have done basically nothing today.
4 o'clock and I have done basically nothing today.
ShortnessSpend your entire morning/afternoon watching a documentary on the Irish Mob when you're supposed to be working, brehs
4 o'clock and I have done basically nothing today.
Ol’Otis
The Picasso of the Ghetto
You lucky I can't neg you right now. I'll be back tho.Shortness
Motherfukking GPS did it again. I lost a job due to it failing me, and now I lost a hunned dollars on this A+ exam cause it sent me 3 blocks from the fukking test center.
Try google maps? Was slow as piss. Bing? Sent me to a park less than a mile from the place. I am so fukking tired of everytime I try to do right (helping my friend move, taking tests to
better myself, starting a business venture, taking my drunk ass female friend from a bar to her house), some shyt goes wrong. THIS shyt makes me ready to start snatching purses and
knocking mothafukkas out. Warmest day of the year, mid feb, and traffic is ass, then my GPS led me to the wrong place even though I checked it over and fukking over, putting in the correct
address. I lost a job to that bullshyt last year, where I would have made the most money I ever have. So I went to the bar, drank a ton, and now I am home ready to destroy some shyt.
Why can't a fukking semi just hit me and end the fukkery? I am tired of trying and getting fukked by remote bullshyt. TIRED.
Try google maps? Was slow as piss. Bing? Sent me to a park less than a mile from the place. I am so fukking tired of everytime I try to do right (helping my friend move, taking tests to
better myself, starting a business venture, taking my drunk ass female friend from a bar to her house), some shyt goes wrong. THIS shyt makes me ready to start snatching purses and
knocking mothafukkas out. Warmest day of the year, mid feb, and traffic is ass, then my GPS led me to the wrong place even though I checked it over and fukking over, putting in the correct
address. I lost a job to that bullshyt last year, where I would have made the most money I ever have. So I went to the bar, drank a ton, and now I am home ready to destroy some shyt.
Why can't a fukking semi just hit me and end the fukkery? I am tired of trying and getting fukked by remote bullshyt. TIRED.
Playboi that's how you feel? *makes confused Birdman noise*
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Funny enough I posted her IG in here earlier this week
Ol’Otis
The Picasso of the Ghetto
goals
I'm single. No boyfriends! or anything else.Hel-
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