My life

So recently my moms best friend glendas mother died. We all called her granny because she took care of me and my brother when we were younger. We have been expecting it to happen for awhile now and it was a blessing she was with us as long as she was. Glenda lives with her no good brother and sister (who dont pay a damn thing but the house is in all three names)and because we know this we offered for her to live with us due to the fact the house is going to have be sold. Now on top of all that drama my younger brother turned 18 on the 28th of february and as most of you know quincy is a grade A+ fucked up individual so my aunt and mother are ready for him to get the fuck out. I of course could care less and am currently waiting for him to fuck up so my mom can get around to it. *crosses fingers*

Now I know that may sound horrible to those of you not familiar with the phenomena known as Quincy but he lies, steals, has no respect for my grandmother or my mother. In fact the only person he doesnt talk crazy to is my aunt and thats because he knows shell knock his ass out. Hes been the bane of everyone i knows existence since day one. the only difference between then and now is that hes now a grown ass man living under someones roof being a fucked up individual and that shit aint funny or cute (not that it ever was imo).

In short quincy is a fucked up son, shitious brother, and a selfish asshole. i feel my life would def. be smoother without his presence in it so...


...Deuces Nigga!!

Dont call us no mo and dont text us no mo!