damn, i am finally writin a blog about u, yeah, i know about time, dag. that is what u r probably sayin, hell that is what u r sayin, we know each other very well.
bay bay sister i missed the shit out of u. u flood my mind like new orleans floods everyday. i can't dimiss ur disappearance 2 a minimum, 4 nothing. i don't think ur lost will b coped with in my soul. i couldn't never answer the question of would i go b/4 u. instead i was shown the dready reality. i don't even know how the hell my family feel, cuz i haven't contacted them nor have i attented ur funeral. some people r probably sayin how selfish, true, 2 a degree. but like i know myself, i don't do good at funerals. i probably won't attent my own, if i have my choice. shit my family do likewise, they tend 2 want 2 blame others and fight them like they cuzed it. since i was definitely like ur twin, born years earlier, they was going 2 target me like they did at the last funeral. me, jail, graves, or anything negative is like oil and water, we don't mix. i couldn't pretend 2 act like a was handlin something, i still haven't began 2 wonder how it all materialized 2 begin with.
i just thank God, i got 2 really know my baby and she became my one n only overstander of me. she knew who i was and y i did what i done 2 people, especially family. if i didn't fuck with u, she of all knew y, cuz the feelin was definitely the same with her.
no one can replace u baby girl, no matter what they try or how they believe they r just as much the antidote, 2 my happiness. more then likely them playin stupid, is what they really r, if they believe or want me 2 forget u. shit i will always hear ur song cry. shit u make me, an old ass tough mofo, from the bronx, cry damn near anytime i think of u. shit it is a statement 4 alot 2 say they know u had 2 b a beautiful person, even if they don't know u. shit all they have 2 think of the person they cherish the most, like a chile, mom, father, and shit they can overstand y i got it comin down my eyes N makin the letter cry.
can u imagine urself havin cancer, fightin 4 years and all of sudden ur sister die of an ashma attack. if u feel like me, she was suppose 2 bury me not viceversa. i don't care what no one say, the last is not suppose 2 die b/4 the 1st born. 1/08, she at least brought in the new year. bye Ron-d.
