Bittersweet Memories

No Mo Cuervo

So it was valentines day this weekend and i didnt really feel in the whole romantic, lovey dovey, box of chocolates and teddy- bear kind of mood this year. So i hopped on the road at 3 am after 4 L's, a couple Spades and Domino's & a bad bitch named Remy Martin and ended up in Hampton with my brother and sister and her friend. Hospitality is appreciated after 10hrs of the 85 north so i sparked up and took off wit kiara cuz everyone knows we T.I.U....Disgruntle attempts at fryin' porkchops occurred in essence of the munchies until we ended up having a very cheap seafood platter from farm&fresh. A nap and a phone conversation and i was easily ready to begin my night out here and hampton wit tha new homie Jose Cuervo. Mojoes' (spellcheck) inside of Julians was a bored until we got that shit jerkin'... thirsty doo doo's and ecko unlimited niggas made us laugh til tha next day. Bak to farm&fresh and walmart to help wit food was the only thing we could do because tha homie Cuervo had us hurt til tha sunrise...its about 8 now and the drive home begins in 5mins after i publish and im gone miss my lil homie and her friend..my new friend....We ended tha trip on cloud 9 wit chicken and waffles and brownies(get a piece from the middle)...neways its time to go bak to tha A like right after Z so i can hit tha strip...


bittersweet....