July 2011
2 posts
May 2011
1 post
January 2011
2 posts
and no, i’m not afraid, at least not to die i’m afraid to live and not remember why
December 2010
2 posts
November 2010
6 posts
half orphan, mama never had an abortion papa sorta did, still, I managed to live, I go hard.
“All i ever did was move around. I was always the new kid, never the cool kid.”
October 2010
1 post
You want to know why Eminem's a real rapper?
He doesn’t rap about getting pussy, or shit like that. He doesn’t rap about getting laid, none of that bullshit. He raps about his life. He raps about his true feelings. I adore his songs. I adore how he doesn’t rap about stupid shit like other “rappers” do, but he raps about his past experiences; all the shit he’s been through.
That’s why Eminem will always be my inspiration.
September 2010
7 posts
August 2010
4 posts
I have so much inside of me that I just wish I could spill out in a flood of words, so many thoughts in my head, so many feelings, so much advice, so many emotions but I cannot form them into words. People make jokes, cause they don’t understand me, they just don’t see my real side. I act like shit don’t phase me, inside it drives me crazy, my insecurities could eat me alive....
weknowtheway asked: follow me kid,
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She’s asleep now I can tell by her breathing The slow and steady rhythm that her pulse is beating Mine’s more frantic, I wonder of what she’s dreaming I wake up in the morning as she’s off and leaving and I Peel the covers back she’s my big deal The way we get along is a symptom of the close feeling and though my monitor gets more of me than she does ...
“A wise man once said, We exist in a bizarre combination of stone age emotions,...”
July 2010
1 post
“Sometimes we expect more from others because we would be willing to do that much...”
June 2010
4 posts
“Dreams feel real while we’re in them, it’s only when we wake up that...”
May 2010
9 posts
“I don’t mind being ogled
ridiculed
Made to feel minuscule
If you...”
“My flaws are the only thing left that’s pure. Can’t really live,...”
All this loud noise All this pressure All these distractions A bigger picture I can see it with my eyes I can taste it in my mouth I could sit here all night But I’ve got my hands full Shake all the right hands Designed to please A slight habit, a slight tendency to repeat, to repeat, to repeat… He can see it with his eyes It’s like salt in his mouth He can sit here all night...
nicolejade asked: do you....
love to nom?
love to nom?
If everyday was as hot as this, we’d all be pretty brown maybe pale would be the new tan. you never know in this town. If the sun always burned this way, flowers wouldn’t bloom you could never give the one you love a bouquet to make them swoon. If our bodies were always so warm to touch we couldn’t even begin to understand the exciting heat when a lover touched our skin. Yet if it were...