“Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold
You got your mean little walk with the model pose
You got your head did, you got designer clothes
You still got it though, yeah you still got it though
You got your nails did, damn girl your on a roll
Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll
Don’t worry bout your man baby, he ain’t gotta know”—J.Cole- Higher
“People told me slow my roll, I’m screaming out “FUCK THAT” I’ma do just what I want, looking ahead no turning back. If I fall, if I die, know I lived it to the fullest. If I fall, if I die, know I lived and missed some bullets.”—Kid Cudi, Pursuit Of Happiness (via -donna) (via melodywrites) (via saydeezfbaby) (via vanityiswhatweaimfor) (via -overtheyears)
Then I get to the point where I no longer know what to do. To the point where I just want to walk away so fast and just never look back. But every time I turn to leave something is pulling me back and when I look its my heart. And its telling not to give up. And every time I listen to my heart because I have faith. Enough faith to continue on.
This girl I just met, she’s going to University of Bridgeport to she’s cool and we are living in the same building and shit and she is tryna get me to go to some Brooklyn party tonight. Nope nope nope sorry
Why do you post things that you know will make other people unhappy? And things that make you look bad like rubbing it in someone's face about what you have with someone else. Like don't you feel bad you know about being so heartless? like that 112 post was that even necessary because everyone knows you are just being spiteful.
I am not attacking you like the other anon I just wanted to know. So I guess this is a TMI question like you asked.
I post what I want to post, my feelings my goals my dreams my days my love i talking about my best friend and my dog and everything in between if someone’s feelings are getting hurt then I can’t say I care because I am not forcing them to see my blog they can unfollow me it’s that simple.
Rubbing what is who’s face be specific because I don’t know what you are referring to and I don’t want to assume and then be wrong.
No I don’t feel bad about being so heartless that’s me and nothing will change that.
The 112 post yeah it was necessary because it’s my blog and I post what I want and I feel like everything I post is necessary and no I am not being spiteful I am just posting what’s on my mind and what makes me happy.
I envy you. You guys take what you have for granted. I wish I could hold my partner’s hand in public without being judged. I wish I could hold them, kiss them, walk hand-in-hand and not have people whisper behind our backs.
I wish my family would pester me about dates to the point of annoyance; to ask me who I went with, what movie we watched, if he’s cute; to show some interest in my life instead of ignoring or being ashamed of everything I do.
The worst thing you guys need to worry about when introducing your loved one to your family is if they’ll like them. I worry about getting shunned and forced out.
You guys only have to worry about whether or not a person is interested in you. I constantly have to second guess myself, wondering if that person is gay or not. And then I have to wonder if he’s into me or not. And then I have to wonder if he’s out or not so I can approach him without him being scared.
We have clubs, prides, festivals, parades so we don’t have to be constantly questioning. Less than 10% of the population is gay. That’s not very much. It just makes it even harder for us to find each other. Especially since so many of us are hiding.
You guys are so lucky. You really don’t know how easy you have it. You can get married so easily whereas we’re fighting so hard for something we shouldn’t even need to fight for.
So there you have it. I’m jealous of you, straight people. I don’t hate you. I just want you guys to cherish and acknowledge what you have ‘cause there’re some people out there who don’t have that luxury.
Elizabeth:I just want to let you know that whenever you feel the need to repent Jesus will be waiting for you with open arms
Me:O_o what is this nonsense Liz
Elizabeth:you know God doesn't accept homosexuals you are being unholy and hell is the only place you are gonna make it to if you don't change your ways
Me:Elizabeth I like girls and vagina and ass as well as titties and God does not give a fuck, God is content with my happiness and everytime I kiss a girl or tell a girl I love her Jesus reached down and gives me a high five so cut it out
Elizabeth:I'm just saying you need to live on the holier side of life.
Me:Shut the fuck up, you got FISTED while in CHURCH and you want to give me a sermon about being holy, really fuck you okay. Keep the fist up your cooch and have a good fucking day
Whenever I feel distant from you, I just think back on the memories and the one where I was holding you happens to be the most frequently visited memory. It's a beautiful memory, don't you agree? You sitting on my lap in my arms. For that moment I held my whole world in my arms.
And for me time stood still, and everything in the world was right.
I’m going out in a few and I needed to iron a shirt so I leave the iron on and go shower when I come back I put on my underwear and start ironing I don’t feel like I should wear a bra while I iron.
My dumbass picks up the iron for a second the iron touched my boob I got scared threw the iron and it landed on my phone -_-. My boob is fine and so is my blackberry but I’m an idiot.