January 2012
Homewreckers.
Don’t nobody like a homewreckin’ ass hoe or nigga. But look, I think people get confused. Some people just don’t know when it’s homewreckin and when it’s not.
If some bitch goes after a man and she KNOWS that he got a girl, then that’s homewreckin.
But if the bitch didn’t know, then don’t get mad at her. It’s not homewreckin. Get mad at ya...
Today marks 3 years.
I miss you.
That’s all I have to say.
Sometimes I just feel like I don’t need anyone in my life, which is prolly why I tend to push everyone away.
Honestly, I’m at this point in my life where I don’t care if I have friends or not. I’ve always been a loner. I’ve always done shit by myself. It’s not because I’m anti-social or anything though. It’s just because it was always me, myself, and I. Always.
If you wanna enter my life, then that’s fine. If you wanna leave, that’s fine too. I...
The more you see a person, the more you realize how attached you are to them when you guys are away from each other.
That’s what I’ve always hated about relationships. You get so attached to your significant other that you miss them like fuck when they’re gone.
charissardlove:
I sat on the bench where we first met. The moment I stared into your eyes, and felt the warmth of your soul onto mine— You were the epitome of perfection. The light breeze that would swiftly pass through my cheek.
I rummage through my pocket for a cigarette. I frantically hope for a last stoge to help me through my rumbled mind. I feel the coiled paper, and viciously held my cig...
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If I stop replying to your texts and ignoring your calls, that means I don’t fuck witchu no more.
xnikkaayy:
Things I like
Things I hate
This
Him
Her
That
Everything
Everyone
I hate when people try to tell me otherwise when I KNOW I’m right.
Fucking hate arguing with stubborn people, even though I’m stubborn myself.
Till’ this day, I never understood why people I don’t even give two fucks about care so much about what the I fuck I do with my life.
It doesn’t make sense to care about someone who doesn’t even care about you. You’re making yourself look stupid.
Yeah, I’m lazy. Yeah, I smoke. Yeah, I sleep all the damn time.
SO THE FUCK WHAT. You don’t see me...
Weak.
marcomadislam:
Start to tremble and shake from weakness. This tingly pain from the back of my head travels down to the spine and the thought finally kicks me in the ass when I finally realized that I’m hopeless. No tears fall, but I fall to the ground. My knee caps suddenly becomes a substitute for my feet as it feels that this is the highest I could stand. Face it, I’m a weak-minded person...
I’ma be real right now.
I honestly don’t know who there’s for me anymore. I don’t know who I can turn to. I just don’t know. All these so called friends of mines are just turning into acquaintances.. well in my eyes. That whole “I’ll always be here for you” bullshit is a lie, which is one of the reasons why I keep my shit bottled in all the time.
...
I hate waiting.
I hate it because during the time I’m waiting, I think about all the shit I could be doing. And that gets me irritated.
I don’t like wasting time. Time is too valuable to me.
And if you waste mines, go fuck yourself.
Don’t tell me I don’t know shit.
I don’t talk outta my ass, I speak on experience.
There’s a difference.
Nowadays, I feel like people are getting into relationships for all the wrong reasons. Don’t ever get into a relationship just to fill that empty space. You won’t be satisfied with what you got. Just don’t get into a relationship for the fuck of it.
Being in a relationship is a lot of work. It comes with responsibility and commitment. It’s not just about being able to call...
I don’t even trip offa people not hitting me up to go out anymore because I just stopped caring.
I’d rather be at home with Mary Jane anyway.
There are times where I’m like fuck this and wanna give up.
But then God always seems to remind me to keep fighting.
God is good.
Now tell me what female would wait 4 years to be with the one she loves again? What female is willing to hold it down for someone who isn’t officially theirs anymore?
That’s rare.
I have this sixth sense where I know when you’re lying.
When you’ve been lied to numerous times, you just know.