That Cockiness Gon Get You Shot.....B*tch!

Im not ashamed to say I love myself, and not in the same way Pee Wee Herman did and got arrested for, but the love a man shares for a fine cuban cigar (wow my sh*t talkin is on high right now I apologize) I mean Im comfortable in my own skin almost to a point that it makes others question themselves and the scent of their shit. Im aware of my faults and my shortcomings and rather than being embarassed by them and tryin to hide them away *I* work on em and try to make sure that their no longer there. At this point reading this much seem like Im giving myself the ol' self five and you know what? I am. Every now and again 1 needs to do that to not only remember their self worth but tell others of it (how else would they know?)

Twitter killed the Blogger star

Lately Ive had a lot of things Ive been wanting to write and post and I keep finding myself stuck and disinterested with my blog. Ive tried to rationalize it by saying life was preventing me from throwing myself into it or that I was waiting for inspiration (complete double rainbow) but the other day I realized something, my twitter account has killed my blogging (similar to video killin the radio...star) Im aware many have both and run them quite easily but often those are blogs that are focused on trends or fashion or somethin people pleasing whereas *this* blog is dedicated to my gripes and is an outlet for my sick thoughts (I had sick thoughts #RoleModels....SEE! twitter influences) but with the emergence of my twitter account @ItsJus2Easy (http://twitter.com/#!/ItsJus2Easy) I dun need to rely as much on my blog for that release anymore. Twitter has allowed me the opportunity to blog in spurts and with the convenience of it being attached to my phone and the hilarity of many people's instant responses Ive been distracted by the marathon that is blogging.