Prolude

(i am writing this partauthor)

i found myself in a lot of trouble but as i sit here and write this, i find that i don't give a rat's ass about any of this shit that has already went down. i sit here and write this , knowing that this might get read by someone else. But do i care? Fuck no. i don't care if a bird shits on this. That's how much i can truly care about the predicament that i put myself in. I wonder why many of these damn teachers think they can just boss me around all the damn tyme. i ain't going for that. They can literally suck my ass right about now. Even though i am only in the 10th grade, i still think of the life that i might be messin' up.

i think about my baby, jamel, and how i haven't been talking to him. It makes me sick that i can't even see him when i want to. I feel like i am under control by something that has got a hold on me. i think about how i might lose my only true person in my world. i wish that i could tell him that i love him. But that thought has passed, ans is now filles wit pain. I am tired of doing shit for everybody else and i ain't gettin' shit in return. You kno what? This is actually makin' me feel better.

i am contemplating about not coming back to school with my parent, but i mind as well get that shit over wit. Not that i can't pull any thing off, but in case that nosy bitch comes snoopin' right in my fuckin' business. That will make these bitches get off ma damn dick(not that i have one). But this is for all the girlz that feel the way i do right now. "WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK". As long as i sit here writing, nothing will get in ma way of gettin' back to those who "thought" they "had" me.

I take the tyme to thank all of you that have givin' me shit all my life and is now crawling to me for money and all that other damn things yall want from me. But am i going to give it to you? HELL TO THE NO!. I AIN'T GIVIN' yall muthafuckas nothin'. Kiss ma muthafuckin' ass for all i care.

But as i think about my family and friendz that i used to have, i realize that no one gives a hell about me(except ma boyfriend, of who i ma wondering also). So i think its time to move on and try to get ma life together now that i have seen and have been through the nastiest shit u could ever imagine.

Try to imagine ur life as fucked up as mine. You can't.

So as i finally wind down, let me tell you all how i came to being in this triffling-ass school of mine...

THIS IS A TRUE STORY

AND I AM NOT BULL SHITIN' U