i thought we were all grown

ok. i woke up this morning before the rooster and got to work on my book. i was on a roll and then my newfound roommate came in the room talking about how i can't write a tell all because people are going to sue me. that made me laugh because anybody i'm telling all about wouldn't even know i'm talking about them since i don't fuck with them. so i told him that i'm gonna write my book and i don't care who has something to say about it. so then he starts asking me about all of my pages that i have online. so i started talking about my twitter and facebook pages and he brought up my blog. apparently one of his groupies told him that i have a blog and offered to pull it up for him so that he can read it. my thing is...IT'S MY FUCKING BLOG!!! i don't care who reads it. the thing is, why do you continue to run and tell him what i'm posting on the internet and leaving out your negative ass remarks about him. oh well. maybe one of these days i'll pull out my printed copies of the shit they posted for him to read himself. maybe that will solve my not so problem problem with these snitch asss hoes!! that's it in a nutshell.