I find it extremely humorous that I left part of my life, job, and apartment in Atlanta, moved back in with my parents in Houston, yet and still......my haters continue rising. Who'd have thunk it? LOL
People kill me always placing themselves in my fuckin business. "How she still shopping, partying, going out to eat, spending cheddar, and NOT looking for a job...yet she's still living the same lifestyle! When is she going to get a job?" The first opportunity these fuckers get to make a negative comment about what's going on over here, they are on top of it like white on rice. I'm about ready to start cursing muthafuckas out until I realize their nasty comments are because they can't do what I do! You can't do me!!!! Stop trying, stop hating....look, learn and watch how it's done. Bitches need to stop worrying about my bank account and spend more time increasing their own! The ONLY reason I'm living with my parents is because I'm stacking my cheddar for a VERY nice down payment on my house. I stack my paper, always have, always will! The one thing I'll never be is broke! So pretty much mind your own fuckin business and don't worry about what's going on over here...I GOT THIS!
....and because everyone always asks the same question, I'll go ahead and answer it. I left Atlanta because after 5 years, it was time! Really for the past year, the only thing keeping me there was my lover. I'm not sure I'll ever publicly say the entire reason that I severed ties with him but the fact that we were no more, kinda pushed me to pack up. My apartment was broken into around Christmas, I definitely knew I was moving complexes if nothing else. When it came time to decide...I decided to move back home, go back to school for an advanced degree, buy a house and settle down. So here I am. Home sweet home...![]()
People kill me always placing themselves in my fuckin business. "How she still shopping, partying, going out to eat, spending cheddar, and NOT looking for a job...yet she's still living the same lifestyle! When is she going to get a job?" The first opportunity these fuckers get to make a negative comment about what's going on over here, they are on top of it like white on rice. I'm about ready to start cursing muthafuckas out until I realize their nasty comments are because they can't do what I do! You can't do me!!!! Stop trying, stop hating....look, learn and watch how it's done. Bitches need to stop worrying about my bank account and spend more time increasing their own! The ONLY reason I'm living with my parents is because I'm stacking my cheddar for a VERY nice down payment on my house. I stack my paper, always have, always will! The one thing I'll never be is broke! So pretty much mind your own fuckin business and don't worry about what's going on over here...I GOT THIS!
....and because everyone always asks the same question, I'll go ahead and answer it. I left Atlanta because after 5 years, it was time! Really for the past year, the only thing keeping me there was my lover. I'm not sure I'll ever publicly say the entire reason that I severed ties with him but the fact that we were no more, kinda pushed me to pack up. My apartment was broken into around Christmas, I definitely knew I was moving complexes if nothing else. When it came time to decide...I decided to move back home, go back to school for an advanced degree, buy a house and settle down. So here I am. Home sweet home...
