[9dstpm]

To T: I am sorry that your life is what it is now. Actually I am not. You have not changed one bit. You are still a wanna-be pimp who likes to talk out of both sides of his mouth. You are all about what you want and need and damn everyone else. This is why in spite of the fact that you make a good living, you have nothing because your baby mamas take it all. They are just like you, T. They too all about what they want and need and damn you, the kids they have with you, and everyone else. Just as long as they get paid. I told you that you were passing up a good thing when you didn't want to marry me. I told you that you would never find anyone else like me. Now I see that I'm right. Even now, when I tried to be your friend and listen to you talk about how your baby mamas are treating you, you still are all about you. So 18 years of friendship and love have come down to this. I want to hate you but I can't. I want to feel bad for you but I don't. All I can say is that may the seagulls in Mobile peck your eyes out and your braids unravel and you look like a hot, flaming, nappy MESS!!!