November 2009
1 post
I have strong emotional issues. I can’t help it, and don’t try to help it either. Sorry, I don’t enjoy being vulnerable.
October 2009
6 posts
This is for anyone who has ever done ecstacy.
You know that part of your roll, where you’re very talkative? And you just start to open up about all this shit that you normally wouldn’t say? Well, I love that. I have friends that I’ve rolled with, and talked to WHILE rolling, that makes them friends for life. But recently I’ve been feeling like I just need that someone to listen to me vent about the all shit I’m...
Stunna shades and hangovers.
Waking up a bit bit hungover, sitting out front of my house, smoking a bowl…. hell yes. I’ve started writing a song called “Every Bud” haha. You will love it when it’s done :)
AK-47 is bomb, without a doubt.
And I also need more fans, so you should add it. www.myspace.com/wytenoiz
Break is almost over, but I’m not dreading it. I’m stokedd.
...
Cancer sticks and cheap porn.
Damn man, today juss hasn’t been my day. I woke up with a bad feeling about today. I smoked, then went home and worked on my English project, then Livi hit me with Megan’s car, then we smoked a blunt. So a sucky day with a better ending. Going to work on my project.
Deuces,
-Ry
September 2009
8 posts
Kid Cudi’s new album is legit. I’m gonna ask her to homecoming, lets see what’s gonna happen. Creamy, yellow smoke hitting your lungs for a few seconds will cause you to completely re-think your life, your choices. I’m pretty happy with the choices I’m making. Trying in school, being more social. Enjoying my weekends, and keeping it on weekends.
I’mma start...
Errr, kinda put myself out there today ha. I wouldn’t call it rejection, but it bothered me. Maybe keep trying? I guess.
I get dough.
Everywhere I go. I stay on my grind! Haha. So, I stumbled upon a Boston native MC, Chilla Jones. That’s my dude, fer suree.
I need new headphones.
I wanna do something exciting this weekend, not the same old shit.
I’m not holding back anymore, puttin’ myself out there. Whatever.
I miss my family. I miss the Beanpot man. I miss waking up to my grandmother shuffling her cards...
I Got 5 On It.
Blunts and forties. That’s how your boy does. Today I’m really tired and it’s only 12:30 haha. My back is killing me and I’ve got a lot on my mind. I gotta relax. Hot shower, chronic bowl, sweat pants and hoodie, damn I’m ready for this fuckin’ heat to go away.
“Day and night, the lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night.”
Do you remember when I was a baby? Do you remember playing with me? Do you remember when we used to get in fist fights all the time? Do you remember when we would fight about who would get that girl’s number? Do you remember when I got that girl’s number for you? Do you remember how much I did for you? Do you remember when I took care of you when you were sick? Do you remember when I...
I wanna move back to Mass. That’s where I belong.
Sobriety leaves me bored.
I finna hit the hay. Tired as shit. Maybe write more of the script?
I have a hole in my sinuses.
Yeah mayne.
Sobriety didn’t work today, lets try again tomorrow. No caving, I pinky promise. :)
So, I gotta make up my mind, and go after my choice!
I started writing the script to my first comedy. Wanna help with the movie? :)
I’ve learned something, I want what I can’t have, is that selfish? I don’t care. I want a job, but I can’t have one. Why? NO PLACE IS HIRING! Fuck...
August 2009
10 posts
Finally.
I need to get a basic idea down, then sketch everything up on storyboards. Figure shiit out with the script, actors, props, set. Damn, this is gonna be harder than I thought, but worth it with all the free time I’m gonna have due to my sobriety. :)
Monday Aug. 31st, I’m clean.
Woo.
So I’ve decided to stop smoking weed for a bit on Monday the 31st. Woo!
I’ve also decided to get all the scripts to my favorite movies :)
I’m taking up a new hobby, writing, directing and editing movies, wanna be in one?
No homo. :)
Thank you for smoking.
I need a jobb! And my license. And a car.
I’mma go roll a blunt :)
Paintballin tomorrow!
Nevermind I guess.
I seemed to get my hopes up again, just a tease.
Shiit.
:/
You are very confusing missy. I miss youu. Honestly.
Sheesh.
Been so chroned out the past couple of days, sweet. My neck is murdering me, I think I really fucked shit up. The puking is coming back. Uh oh.
My 3 favorite MC’s right now?
1. Wiz Khalifa
2. Kid Cudi
3. Drake
It sucks wanting something (one) you can’t have. So what do I do about it? Fuck them. Not worth my time waiting.
“Looking back definitely hurts, looking ahead hurts even more, looking beside...”
– A boy sick of shit.
I’ve done everything I could, I’m through fighting for you. I tried my hardest, and yes I still want you, but not out of pity.
July 2009
1 post
I wish.
I wish you know how I truely feel. I miss you. I need you at this time. Please. Don’t isolate.
June 2009
9 posts
I watched you last night.
I watched you last night. I watched you walk. I watched you talk. I watched you breathe. I watched you eat. I watched you sleep. Did you see me?
Are you not entertained?
Chronic: Hello?
Kush: Why haven’t you been in school?
Chronic: I don’t know what you’re talkin about.
Kush: You always do this. I ask you a question and you just avoid it with smart ass remarks. I’m sick of it. I can’t take this.
Chronic: What the fuck are you talkin about? I told you i don’t know what you’re talkin about and you think that’s a...
Sensational Gargle.
So today I went to summer school, I understand the material and shit but when it comes to the tests I fuck up. I hate it :/ but oh well!
I’m starting over now. My life, I’m actually getting a life. I’m gonna start writing a couple bars a day so by the end of the week I’ll have a track written. That’ll help me get back into writing. I’m gonna get a job so I stay...
Day N' Nite
Last night, I cried myself to sleep. Why? Why you ask? Because I’m not sure what I’m doing with my life. I feel like I’ve lost my love to make music and my focus to pursue it.
I’m blowing all my money on stupid ass shit that has me happy for a couple hours and when I sober up, I regret it. But days later I let it go. I guess I’m just in a fucked up part of my life...
May 2009
2 posts
Drug Abuse Man.
You might be wondering why on earth your loved seems to be choosing drugs over family. You might be struggling with finances, or even from the painful realization your loved one is in trouble with the law. Or you might be asking yourself why you are taking drugs again, when you swore just a few hours ago that you needed to cut down.
Drug abuse...
April 2009
2 posts
Get Raped.
I’m not fucking around anymore. I’m sick of your bullshit. I’m not with you. Get the fuck over it. You aren’t worth my time. But whatever. What is love? Bullshit. I could never be with you. You disgust me in so many different ways. At times I wanna see the real you. But other times I see right through you. I deserve the real you. Maybe then you’d have a chance.
You...
March 2009
11 posts
So I Told This One "Breezy"
that I’m not letting my feelings grow for her. But at times I feel like I’m falling in love again. I wonder what that’d be like. But I know how that story goes, “I’m in love with you baby” one month then the next month its, “I fuckin hate love, I’m never doing this again.” Haha, yeah I’ve been there. At times when music can’t calm...
“And when she’s butt naked, she dress to kill.”
– Lil’ Wayne
“There’s always someone fuckin’ hangin’ on.”
– Bullet For My Valentine
Peep The Boy Wyte Noiz! →
Ballin'!
Oh how I love basketball. Name a player, go ahead, I’ll tell you their shooting average and shoe size! I spend every minute at the basketball courts down at Glendale. If you wanna play a game with me, just show up and I’ll show you up!
:D
So I think tonight I’m going to Glendale to play these kids from the other rec center team. But first I gotta go drop off a pound to...
That's Gangsta
Haha, home? What’s home? A place where you’re supposed to feel safe..loved..cared about, right?
What a load of fuckin shit. I wish I knew a place like this.
Wait I do, how I miss my grandmother.
It’s always fun to argue. Especially when your opponent stops herself from fighting back because the tears are causing her blood pressure to get high, the lump in her throat gets so...
“I got a paper cut from my suicide note….that’s a start.”
Back In The Day
Take me back to the day I was happy. Before life flipped the script and got all crappy. That bitch slapped me, and fucked me over good. I knew she could, I knew she should but I didn’t know she would. Back when I would smile as soon as I awake. Instead of this grin which we all know is a fake. Back when I enjoyed hanging out with the boys. Girls meant nothing I was in love with my toys....