So uhm.....I forgot what I was gonna blog

-rambles

So the other day I was waiting at the bus stop, && i realized something that I'd seen a lotta times before but it had never really clicked to me. On the smaller yellow buses, they tint the windows. Cus you know they're supposed to be for the special kids && they don't want people like pointing && laughing && shit so they tint the windows so you can't see them. That was cool to me. I mean like, if I had to ride the lil short bus I'd be happy that all the people on the outside couldn't see me so they couldn't talk shit.

BUt then while I was thinking that, what did this bitch at the bus stop do, but start talkin shit? Like "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA LOOKA THE SHORT BUS!!!". =| bitch shut the fuck up you sound more fuckin retarded then most of the mentally ill people I know. But anywaysz I got to thinkin. My nigga the windows is fuckin tinted. You can't see in that shit. You don't know who's on there. You don't know what they're doing. You don't know what they're mental capacity is just cus they happen to be on a small yellow bus. Maybe its only 3 of them niggas so they wanted to save gas. That could be the president of the united states rollin round on that bus. You don't fucking know.

Which brings me to the moral of my story, which is pretty much about life. You know how when you're in a hard spot, everybody wanna talk shit about it? Like they know all and see all and they know about everything you're going through and all that other shit? Well when stuff like that happens, just think of it as being on a short yellow bus. They don't know what the fucks going on. They think they know evverything about you because you're on a short yellow bus, and they've seen a certain kind of person on a certain kind of bus before. But they don't know anything about you. They don't know what you're doing to get out of the situation you're in, they don't know where your "bus" came from, or where its going. They're standing on the outside, trying to look in, and they can't even do that, cus the damn windows is tinted.

Now I don't know about yall, but if I was sitting, as myself, being the perfectly intelligent person that I am, on a small yellow bus, and I seen a loud fat white bitch point and laugh, like ol girl did the other day, I'd be pointin && laughin right the hell on back, cus she don't know what the fuck she's talking about.

Idk. When times get hard maybe it'd be easier to think about it like that.

&& if that don't work run her over. =D

Duecersz.
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