I go to a gun range every weekend,

...and I shoot Dessert Eagles.

Talk your shit.
I'm not supposed to care about blog comments but for some fucking reason, I obsess. I obsess over the way people perceive me on here all the time. It just boggles me that you guys really think I'm some loose, stupid bird when I try to make my posts and points as clear as possible. And what I am portraying are not those things at all. Call me a bitch fine , but "another statistic??" C'mon homie, you know for yourself and for the fact you keep checking back that, that is a lie. It's true I make $0 off of this thing but it's still one of passions, and yes... I put WORK into it. So as the "hood" says: "Real recognize Real," and I need to stop being whack and stressing my anti-fans. Any comment is better than no comments, so if I spark something up in your little heart, then fine. Don't stop swinging through, I just have to learn to accept your unwarranted views, because you are indeed choosing to read mine. If anyone feels I've disrespected them in anyway, even if you disrespected me first; I am sorry. If you want to know if I'm talking to you, just go back to the last post you commented on and check the comment section, whatever I had to say is there also. :D Thanks my lovlies and have a great day... you make me appreciate the people who know me in the real world so much more.

-A