February 2012
Been contemplating this new blog thing, I’ve had this thing for god knows how long maybe two years now. When I first got it I didn’t even know it was possible to follow people lol. I kind
Of want a new beginning because this has everything I’m ashamed of throughout it. From the breakups to the makeups and everything In between. One night I just might read everything I have on...
Life.
Something bad happens
Something bad happens
Something bad happens
Something good happens
Something amazing happens
Something bad happens that ruins both the good and amazing thing
Repeat
I’m too fucking forgiving every man I’ve encountered the past couple of months has excuses for every dumb thing he does instead of simply saying sorry and moving forward. Fuck that, no second chances for anybody anymore if were not in love there’s really no reason for me to keep you around when theres all those men in the world.
Starting to appreciate my curls a lot more these days, I wore my hair out curly almost everyday in Jamaica…… maybe this summer I’ll start wearing it out… Meh. Till then, tight buns.
A word that does not exist in the English...
Ya’aburnee Arabic – Both morbid and beautiful at once, this incantatory word means “You bury me,” a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person because of how difficult it would be to live without them.
All I really need is the infamous on wax and I’ve got almost all my favorite records.
I want to cut off Lupe Fiascos dick and feed it to him, he angers me that much.
I have a list of good and bad things in my diary about this boy and the last thing is
Too good for me :(
I’m fucked
If he wanted to, he would. It might not ALWAYS be that simple but most of the time it is.
Last night made me really realize how happy I am that I am never the delusional drunk girl dancing in the middle of the room in a too short dress with coke rum and red bull stains all over it with ashy knees and ankles embarrassing herself. I never really drink a lot and if I do I’m chill because I’d hate to be that girl. I need more friends that I can just sit and smoke and drink with...
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I trusted you… let my guard and my wall down.
I put down the draw bridge over the moat around my fortress of solitude to allow you into my castle of secrets and you betrayed me.
I thank the creator everyday that I was able to come to my senses and rid myself of your binding compulsory hold
…and breathe.
In that moment, with that breath came clarity and due to that clarity I was...
Watchteeshaincognito:
this might be one of the best things in life
As annoying and cliche as it may sound, I have nobody around me that understands me. None of my friends are on the same mental level as me, I’m not necessarily saying I’m better then them it’s just that we don’t have many similarities when it comes to ACTUALLY holding a conversation about life. The only people who understand me are too far from me for me to even think of...
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I need a break from everything to focus on myself, I’m so confused with everything that my life consists of and I’ve never felt so “I’m alone and I hate being alone but I don’t want anyone around me” in my whole entire life. I need a break to sort out everything beginning with my goals and aspirations.. And ending with my friends. Sigh… It’s going to...
uzowuru:
some times you can kind of rationalize life into equations. like trust + love = relationship. you know things of that nature, and when people ask me what’s wrong i don’t have an answer. you know, maybe there isn’t anything wrong. but rather everything that’s going on just isn’t adding up to happiness
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upnorthtrips:
Prodigy - Gun Love (1999)
“Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said, “I love you...”
– A Farewell To Arms, Ernest Hemingway (via cloudfresh)
Wow