Champaign Chronic Nightcap .

This past week has been bullshit. First off, my love life. WTF is going on? I mean my past relationships have all ended badly, and I always ended up freaking hurt. Its bullshit. I wanna fucking have a GOOD relationship for once. I don't want to be cheated on no mo by dumb hoes. It seemed like everytime it would happen I would be looking all oblivious due to the dumb ass fact that I always fall too damn fast and fall for HOES! Yes I said it HOES. I like being single honestly, its fun. It's irritating because I was talking to this one HOE and I was tryna get to know said HOE better...hoping it would eventually lead to a relationship. I have a very strong clairvoyance I said I don't wanna be talking to you, putting in time and then end up looking stupid when you end up with somebody. I txt or call like whattup baby! Oh um I go with somebody! Like wtf you feel me. So this HOE gone say some damn I ain't gotta worry about that happening and gone say is she feeling somebody else she would tell me and that its only me and this otha nigga she talking to and the otha nigga act like she don't exist. Then I find out like 2 days ago this HOE go with somebody after countless times of telling my 'I like you' 'I feel some chemistry' HOE PLEASE! Now honestly that wasn't the only HOE i was talking to so I figure one hoe down one hoe left. The same thing pretty much happened, like except this was more serious. I'd be like I got a number today and this HOE would get mad! So I txt like whatchu doing bay? Nothing...I says I love you, lol. and then HOE gone say I love you too but I got a man. I was like wtf is her problem...? I have others that i'm talking to but its the simple fact that this shit is getting old! I'm done with it all though. I'm at the point where I'm just gone fucking worry about myself fuck anybody else. I gotta look out for me, I gotta work on myself. I'm done dealing with these HOES, RATS, and whatever else name you wanna call em. I mean I'm not gone try and talk to nobody no more, no asking for HOES numbers, no whattup wit you, whatsup wit me and you. From now on I'm done with the bullshit! Fuck relationships from now on!

|tRoy RiyAn.|

Addiction.

Salutations! I am Brandon Davis also known as the illustrious Troy Riyan. Ok so on here I am going to exhibit three blogs. This one named Troy Riyan will be basically about my life hence it being named after me. So this being the first entry I believe its time to rant about myself. Now I am a very outgoing, fun, silly, random, clumsy, and just all around great personality having person. I am a die hard fan of the following MADtv, Charmed, Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Supernatural, and It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia. I love alternative, pop, rnb, and hip hop music. I am the 10th child on my biological fathers side of 17 children, the 3rd on my stepfathers side, and the 1st on my mama's side. My favorite food is Lasagna. My favorite type of movies are horrors. When I get older I want to become an actor, producer, director, writer, photographer, model, and graphic designer. I am very smart-alecy and sarcastic. I have a severe case of arachnophobia. Spiders creep me the hell out. They have fucking eight legs and all those eyes and that big dumb thorax thingy ugh thinking about them is making my skin crawl. Anyways I love Chuck Taylor's. They are great shoes...My mama hates that I love them so much and that I am starting a collection of Chuck's. I mean it ain't my fault that they are the best shoes ever, lol. I am addicted to MTV and VH1 my tv most of the time stays on those 2 channels, seriously. If you come in my room and its on one of those channels don't fucking change it or I will cut off a limb, lol.

Ok they haven't come up with this but they should I also have a severe case of jimmybonesaphobia. I am terrified of Jimmy Bones. I mean is it me or is Snoop Dogg scary when his hair is pressed, lmfao. I have OCD or in other words Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. In other words OCD is a chronic anxiety disorder most commonly characterized by obsessive, distressing, intrusive thoughts and related compulsions (tasks or "rituals") which attempt to neutralize the obsessions. One of my many rituals is to chew gum in twos. When I chew a piece I have to break it up and chew on both sides...

My phone and camera are extensions of my body. Seriously, when I go somewhere I have to have them both if I don't then I have to have my phone or I will just probably go APE SHIT!!!!

|tRoy RiyAn.|