I am Anonymous , I will remain anonymous.

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Sun, 29 Jul 2012 16:54:58 -0400

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The Crew

Sun, 29 Jul 2012 16:48:29 -0400

I know plenty of hoes in love with their niggas
But that be that same bitch that’s fucking niggas

She blame it on you, say you breaking her heart
So when she around us she playing her part

Party time, my nigga she say its party time
Poppin’ her pussy like a pill till it’s morning time

And you at home sending texts to the bitch
Talking shit, bout the click and she tellin us the shit, we know

That you the type of nigga, fall in love with pussy
We the type to fall asleep don’t even touch the pussy

I’m in the strip club throwing yesterday’s money
You in the same club throwing other niggas money
So you tell me who’s what? Who the real G?
Tryna be a better me, you gotta kill me

You running ‘round acting like you got the crown
Man, I’m tired of being modest tell these niggas bow down

You know, that I’m the only reason they gave you a chance
Follow a nigga’s blueprint, we gave you the plan
And if I got your main bitch taking pictures with me
Just know she coming to the room, sipping liquor with me

And if she, sipping with me, she sipping with us
She say we gotta hold it down if she giving it up
Damn, she look around and smile at everybody
And say, “I’m down but y’all can’t tell nobody”

She fucking the crew, what the fuck you gon’ do
You can”t fuck with the crew, she fucking the crew
She fucking the crew, what the fuck you gon’ do
You can”t fuck with the crew, she fucking the crew

Uh, I know this girl that fucked the whole city
She tried to hit me up for some fucking pity
Like,”You never called me or texted back”
You’re everybody’s pussy I could never touch that

And I could blast her ass
Like she tried to do me
But really she just want to get to know the new me

You know the big star
With the diamond rings and the black chain
But I’m still the same, Nigga that you knew a couple years ago

But you a ho so I’d fuck you and your feelings ho
And she bouncing her ass for a couple of dollars
Bitch lying all the time like to call her Nala

I’m young Simba man I can’t wait to be the king
This bitch here man she can’t wait to fuck the team
Bitch tryna get her racks up
New nigga every month

Get her tatts up, tattoo my name on you so I know its real
Or tattoo my name on you if you dumb as hell
Uh, cause that shit don’t mean shit to me
I mean you ain’t shit but a clit to me

My game ain’t counterfeited
If she ain’t talking bout the click why the fuck you bring a glitch to me
She say her nigga never listen so we showed a bitch what she missing
Now…

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Sun, 22 Jul 2012 21:48:19 -0400

The Beginning

Sun, 22 Jul 2012 19:34:39 -0400

No one truly understands the way I feel about my mother. I honestly don’t give a fuck because they don’t need to understand. I got taken away from my Mo ( mom ) when i was 9 years old. I was so happy to leave; in a way i felt free. I didn’t understand then why I felt that way .. but I do now. Growing up with her I knew and experienced things a little girl never should. At a young age i saw Mo give out sexual favors for $$ . My earliest memory was at KiKi’s 16th birthday party in Atlanta , I was 4 years old then. Mo was in a rush to leave but i didn’t want to leave without my ice cream & cake. She made me leave. We ended up going to some man’s apartment. He must have had a son because they sat me in a room that was decorated for a little boy. They had put on a movie for me & told me they were going to go talk. Some time had passed & the movie was over. I didn’t know how to work the VCR so i went to get Mo for help. I walked over to the bedroom she was in and turned the knob, but the door was locked. I heard moans, and screams come from within the room. I knew exactly what she was doing , at 4 years old I knew my mother was having sex with that man . I stood there & cried until she finally opened the door. She opened the door & asked me why I was crying. I just remember me crying and screaming sex. The last thing i remember from that day is us getting ready to leave & the man sticking money into her bra as we were walking to the door.

This is my introduction.

Sun, 22 Jul 2012 19:01:03 -0400

I am anonymous & I intend on remaining anonymous. I created this page to tell my story without being judged. I will say that I am a girl , I’m 17 & i live in NY .

Everything I post on this page will in fact be 100% true. I have no reason at all to lie. One of the reasons of me being anonymous was for me to be factual.

This is my outlet , I no longer want to be silenced .

When I die , I Want to go to hell .

Sun, 22 Jul 2012 18:52:48 -0400

When I die , I Want to go to hell .