ighty before i get in2 tha third part of my U Think Ur Ready saga i wanna say that sum ppl ik juss piss me off it pisses me off cuz ik tha person who these entries r mainly directed 2 reads this shit but they still aint made tha effort 2 change thangs im not sayin that it wud matter cuz im not gonna wanna hear it but mayb my anger is cloudin my judgement idk but i juss wanna kno y tha fuck wud she juss decide that id b 'ok' wif this shit but u kno im thru wif sweatin dis shit i shuddnt b thinkin bout y shes thrown away our friendship y shud i b thinkin bout her wen she prolly isnt givin a fuck bout me shes 2 fuckin blinded by her own damn bullshit shit she thinks is perfect ahh fuck dat shit im done wif her ass now 2 address y ppl still and prolly 4eva will not b ready 2 experience how i truly am u aint gonna b ready cuz ppl still aint on my level of i guess it cud b called 'maturity' and i kno wutcha thinkin u think that i am prolly one of tha least mature ppl alive u think that theres no possible way that i cud b wut im claimin i am but maturity 2 me isnt bout bein old nuff 2 realize sum1 sayin penis isnt funny maturity 2 me is bein bold nuff 2 stand up wen u kno tha odds r against u maturity is bein able 2 become older then u reely maturity is wen ur still learnin ur fuckin times tables and ur standin up 2 ur dad tellin him that ull neva b afriad 2 stand against his will ull neva hesitate to fight him 4 ur mom thas fuckin maturity and to me u gotta posse that kind shit 2 get 2 understand me and u also gotta understand my outlook on wut exactly life is..life to me isa book thas constantly bein filled wit chapters, filled wif ur accomplishments, ur victories ur defeats..and if ppl red tha book thas bein written bout me they prolly wud hav a totally different look upon me because they prolly cud grasp an idea of wut ive ben put thru wut i struggled against wut ive done 2 overcome and come out victorious and tha book thas bein written bout me deserves a fuckin award a best seller i say this cuz from tha very first page september 10th 1989 til present it has ben filled, stuffed to da brim wif my tears my blood my rage my pain my sweat my determination and mayb one day sum1 will actually take tha time 2 actually read it page for page instead of scimmin thru skippin chapters and mayb they can put in words wut it was like 2 experience wut i hav cuz idk if any1 knows how hard it is 2 evn formulate words let alone sentences bout wut ive seen wut ive thought of and wut ive felt....