I will never call anyone “whipped” again because I am what someone may call that right now, but such an amazing girl. I wouldn’t be happy being any less involved or spending any less time with her, or spending anymore time with my niggas, or any of that shit. I used to smoke weed everyday and felt like that was “me” and said I wouldn’t stop for anyone or anything cause I just wanted to be that nigga that was always zooted smelling like sack of dank. Then this girl told me she wanted me to stop, and it all of the sudden didn’t seem that fun anymore. I smoke on occasions, and would prefer to only smoke with her. I used to NEVER give a fuck about my grades or any of that, I had no plans for my future. Then I realized that I wanted to spend my future with her and that in order for that to happen I had to get my shit together and start thinking about what I’d do and how I could give her the life she wanted and show her that I would be able to provide for her, and that I am maturing and all that good shit. I said I wouldn’t change for anything, unless it was for the better, and I didn’t think i could get much better. I used to bash niggas for “changing for bitches” and whatever. Now I take all that back because I changed just about everything and couldn’t be happier about it. She is the first girl I actually argued with, the first girl I ever lost sleep over, the first girl that I couldn’t say goodbye to even for a day, or night without knowing that she was feeling good about me and feeling like she knows she wants to spend her life with me as bad as I do her. I thought it was CRAZY for niggas to say they wanted to spend theire lives with a bitch they met in high school. but now to think about a future without her in it could make me have tears. all that shit said. I love this girl more than anyone will ever know. Sometimes I want to smack her but I never want to leave her. and I never will.

I want to talk to you, about anything. I just want to know that things haven’t changed completely. I thought about everything that was said lastnight and maybe they really did. So I’ll be waiting to hear from you. I’d call for you, but I’m too afraid to get no response. So what do I do at times like these?