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Ohhkaaaaaay!

I know Wiz Khalifa mostly raps about weed, but strangely I love his music. Since Kush and Oj came out I havent gone a day without listening to one of his songs whether its Flight School mixtape, How Fly, whatever I love it all. Confession, I think he's really cute haha

                                                    

Lost Child

I have no idea what's wrong with me, but i really havent been myself lately. I've been somewhat depressed, with life, school, everything. I guess i can say i just lost myself this past year. Lately i'm fine with being alone. I know that mind sound like a loser/loner/outcast, but i enjoy allowing myself just to think about everything, the past present and future. Think about what I can do to change things, make things in my life way better, make my family proud. Being alone i feel like i can be myself. I've grown a passion for phtotgraphy, poetry and painting/drawing. I guess you can say i've become quite artistic.I never had the chance to really just sit down and experiment different things, because I was always busy. I'm really looking forward to senior year of highschool. Not because its supposed to be the most fun year but because i have never been so focused and ambitious. I'm not playing around anymore. I really enjoy taking pictures. not of myself but of various objects, people, nature, etc. What's even better is I take ditigal imaging this school year. I just hope now that i'm away from everyone for some time i can just relax and find who i really am. Find ramukai jalloh. :/

I recognize so many fake faces, know plenty fake places, i wish there was a way i can erase and replace it, but face it, you’re against your own cheap will, so pave the road before you climb up the steep hill, niggas plottin to creep -kill, so be still, watch the girl use her beauty so abusing cause she’s skilled, she runs off her emotions, wave ocean, sail boat afloat but there’s wholes all in it, my mind is me inside of a room and there’s hoes all in it, im tryna be committed to the warmth of my knitted, my custom love kitted 100% wit it. Forget it, our loves a lost cause, and you ask because? well because loves lost, spent time love cost, cold heart - love frost, loves an on going emotion, but i turned my love..off. -HB OFWGKTA

Not the type to ever really cry, or admit things about true feelings. I hold my composure for long periods of hours. The only problem w. that is when is it time for to break down, I don’t tell anyone anything because its my problems.