Black Girl In The City.

BITCH RANT: no pictures, no music, hell… It’s two o’clock in the morning on a Saturday night. Just got in from seeing ‘Eagle Eye’ with a lil young hottie that I probably won’t ever see again. Why? Because he’s young and I felt like a babysitter LOL! But that’s the least of my frustrations. I’m just gonna put it out there that people really should get thier own sense of identity and style BEFORE deeming it necessary to bite mine, let alone emulate my thought process. I’ve been watching and I’ve always known and now it’s old and now you’re irritating the shyt out of me and now I’m aggy over something that really won’t matter 5 minutes from now but…right at this moment it does. At first, cute. Then, flattering….glad I inspire you. But now? Really. Stop following my lead. But then again, why would it be any other way? We’re not team members so take off my phukin’ jersey and stop following suit. You can’t do something someone else does like they do. Why? Because it’s their voice. My voice no matter how much you try to duplicate, mimic or make it your own. Stop it like..for real. Follow your own path and stop being so damn lazy. Urrgh. Hate to be a bytch about it but seems as though people don’t hear you any other way. If you think I’m talking about you then hey..

-black girl.