how much you fucking use me. Cool, call me your best friend, tell me how much you love me and how you’re always gonna be there for me. Tell me how we’ve known each other for so long and all we’ve gone through. But fuck, things change. “Best friends forever, tight till’ the end!” bullshit. Just because we were close at one point doesn’t mean I’m always going to be here to pay for your shit, doesn’t mean I’m not going to be irritated as fuck when you touch my rear-end, doesn’t mean it’s okay for you to put your hands around my waist and say it’s nothing just because we’re “best friends”. Fuck you, fuck your need for “swag” No, not even swag. There’s a fucking difference between swag and following the hype. Stop following the hype, be your own fucking person again. Stop caring so much. Stop with your attention crave. You’re behind this huge wall you built decked out in high end brands you don’t even know shit about, I don’t even know you anymore. I don’t even want to know you anymore.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thankful for
- Food
- Sleep (sorta)
- Family
- Living
- Clothes and bags and raangs and such
- My Blackberry (':
- Nikon D80, (D90 soon hopefully)
- Health and well being
- Garebear
- Jermz
- Mathias
- BabyD
- JeffreyZ
- Adrianabanana
- Modo
- Bp
- Erinsmaren
Sunday, November 14, 2010
i don't know how to let people in anymore, my movements have become practised, almost mechanical in nature only functioning out of necessity rather than longing - i don't know how to stop hurting
and like the waves i am constantly breaking, rolling into shore for a few precious moments and then retreating back into myself where i am swallowed by a bigger fish. can i still be looked upon as strong though? I feel better that way.
and like the waves i am constantly breaking, rolling into shore for a few precious moments and then retreating back into myself where i am swallowed by a bigger fish. can i still be looked upon as strong though? I feel better that way.
playa playaaaaa
DUDE, FUCK ALL OF YOU.
r u srs .____. Is it really necessary to keep a million girls on your dick to see who is most compatible for the time being? Or is this the whole jealousy thing? Well either way IT AIN'T FUCKING FUNNY.
Middle fingers up, don't give a fuck.
"Fuck it, Thug Life" - Max Sun
Saturday, November 13, 2010
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