July 2011
“my popa made my day. :D”
June 2011
venting.
you come at me nasty, imma come at you twice as nasty. please do not fuck with me, i have a short temper. i may be sweet, i may be kind, i may be respectful but once you disrespect me or my loved ones its like asking for a death wish.
obviously im still pissed about what the fuck happened earlier with these fucking neighbors i have.
“i have no patience for these stupid ass allentown people. i fucking hate this...”
“i swear this feels like the longest ive ever been without having sex, and i hate...”
“relived my childhood and played double dutch today. im surprised i still got it....”
robothug:
Is it just me or is tumblr acting finicky? BOO. Going out to eat. Deuces.
tumblr is on some shit today.
“im craving tuna fish with onions.”
its been nearly five months since my last break up and i haven’t even attempted to move on. i think its time. im sick of thinking about it, im sick of feeling like shit, im sick of waiting for something that’s never gonna happen. shes moved on and is happy. now i need to do the same. i need to quit torturing myself. i need to stop stalking her blog, i need to stop tryna find ways to...
fucking tumblr.
“fucking tumblr.”
“its been almost five months since my last break up and i havent even attempted...”
“its been almost five months since my last break up and i havent even attempted...”
“i want candles and shit.”
“The 60′s were a leap in human consciousness. Mahatma Gandhi, Malcolm X, Martin...”
– Carlos Santana (via im1004)
people don't love anymore.
transcenddreams:
greenwildchild:
all i can say is;
if you genuinely love me hard enough, i’ll love you twice as hard.
but who am i kidding, people don’t love now a days.
i wear my heart not only on my sleeve, but every inch of my clothing, only to have it destroyed by the vigorously venomous people who come and go as they please.
I get some serious beat downs as a result of how I love.
