Im on TOP

L.E.G.I.T by ickie V.

Recap: street rats.

Getting LOOSe

Its a mistake when…naaaahhhh. Wearing your tube top and a high waisted skirt, dancing with your panties exposed, and bucking ya butt to “awww skeet skeet muthafuckaaaa aw skeet skkeet ga’damn”. Frat parties really get you loose and good. Well I wasnt alone when it comes to loose nights, just ask the rest of my beeceebeee swingers association. <3 party tonigt so im def. hitting you guys up with som eye candy, you might even see a buttcheek or two or a guy dry humping a chick on the floor, heeyy “shit happens”.LOL

our last days…pour some liquor for my homies…in DC and PA

so thursaday anya was upposed to leave to DC, so mia and paski planned to uh have a “girl night” where we reminised, cried, got drunk, smoke a whole pac of cigs, and i even admitted to hating mia when i first met her.since the whole idea was spontaneoue we didnt have any bud or non of that shit. point blank, we made the best of it. Ultimaltey, we ALL got DONE! mia=shitfaced. mia cried for like 6 hrss, paski got done till the point of being mad hood and anya was lets say…anya LOL. i love these girls to death

weirdest night

so my friend mel and this guy i met. decided to sleepover, get drunk and talk baout the bible for a good 4 hrs. the talk was kind of –intelligent. really unexpected not trying to roast but my nigga mel is one superior dude, hes one of those peopel where you thinlyou dont expect much from, until.l you talk to him and really know what he about.& this nigga kal;eba talk too much LOOL fuckin weirdos

THUG mistress

bitcches drama

night at the bodegaaaa, act=smarts,hoodgang, & dJ prokchop, then out to this uhh “poppin’” roog top party. preeetyy ill, yet annyoing, drunk, high, drmama filled ass nighttthht

man hunt

so yea when ya trying to find a party find out its 21 and over, then you get harassed on the train by a couple of blood black niggas who try to kiss you and tell you how fresh they is with their antik denim jeans when ya ask him if he drunk and he responds “nah nigga i smoked” you get more freaked out ’cause obviously this niggas shit was laced on some next shit. then when you’re more harassed the nigga from across you tries to say “ayo chill out” the blood niggas suWOOP on him and pull up their shirts and reach down in their waist band you dip like crazy into the next car, when ya get off the next stop to catch a cab you afraid to go towards the ave because you spot niggas over there. when you go back upstairs after 10 minute & a random woman tell you that mad guys came down asking for you bbecause coincidentally you got on a pink skirt that the guys asked if she seen a girl in a pink skirt. then you call ya nigga randy because you scared then you meet up with him with some other “extra” niggas drink beer and slap box. then because there’s no parties you on for the night because its too early and you just go play pool…

Union performer

his shit was laced