drunk in love– Child of my mother. – I've been drinking, I've been drinking. I get filthy when that liquor get into me. I've been thinking, I've been thinking. Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby? I want you, na-na. – Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard. Surfboard, surfboard. Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood. I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that, big body been serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good-good.
I get most of my appearance from my mother. Except her hair is brown and mine's is black. I usually wear my hair in a ponytail but I'm starting to wear it down more often. My hair is black but I've been dying it brown, I'm not sure it's a good look for me though.
My mother. She means the world to me and if anything bad ever happened to her, I couldn't survive. Not to mention it's just me and her. My dad walked out and I don't have any siblings. Like I said before, it's just me and her. But, she's not home much, so I guess most of the time it's just me.
I'm okay, I guess. My friends say I'm bossy but I can't lie, I kind of am. It's just a habit, I like telling people what to do. Because if I do, everything will go right. I'm not mean or anything, I just like to be in control of things. I'm also a little talkative, but the more I talk, the more you get to know me. That's what my mother says. She's taught me a lot of things.
I was born May 31, 1996 at 3:08 AM. My mom was pregnant with me for 9 months. When my dad found out she was pregnant, he bailed on her and went to go fuck the next girl. She's pregnant too. I know her, I met her at
a Costco. She said she liked my socks. My socks were pretty awesome that day. Anyway, I helped out my mom when she was pregnant. So did my aunt, she had to come and live with us for a while.
Anyway, when I was in my preteen years, my mother was never home. She was always working or going to her friends house so I grew a little independent. I learned how to do a lot of things by myself. It was sad I never got to really live my childhood but, I'm okay.