Britney Annice

" Man them was some good days ". A few days ago, I discovered some old pictures on my computer and I found myself sitting there for almost two hours reminiscing on those good times I had. I'm gone keep it real with ya'll, I'm a picture hoarder. I keep everything. Baby pictures, school pictures, my mama nem pictures from before I was born, pictures with old friends, new friends, fake friends, true friends, hell, even old boo friends. That's right Kevin, you in here too. Just kidding, I never knew anyone named Kevin. Anyway, looking at those pictures made me realize how much I kind of miss how care free I was before I had some sense. Before I had responsibilities besides making sure my paper was turned in on time. Now, I wake myself up at 2am like "Dang, I wonder if that direct deposit gone hit today so I can pay everybody and they auntie", the struggle has gotten hella real. I couldn't wait to get out of school. "You can do whatever you...

" Where you stay? Who you stay with ?" Well see, I live back in St. Louis and I kind of stay with my mom. But I got all my furniture from my old apartment in my room, so I kind of got my own place, you feel me? I mean, I plan on moving out real soon. I still buy my own groceries. I mean, I wash my own clothes and pay my own bills and stuff. I'm not just completely dependent on my mom. I just live in her house and have her make all of my doctor's appointments. Besides that, I'm a grown woman and I don't need no help. At least that's what I tell myself in the mirror and maybe what I tell the nosy folks that want to know what I got going on these days. Look, I'm gone keep it all the way real with ya'll. I'm 26 years old and I stay with my mama. Here's the thing, when I moved out last summer, I thought that was the end. I came home for two years, stacked my money, and left to go live my dream. So, in my mind, I was gone blow up within a year...