I don’t get why tumblr asks you if you wanna follow a bunch of supporting gays and shit about sex? I’m all like what the fuck?
Thanks to the judgemental fuckers on Facebook, i no longer have a facebook.. i deactivated it. Some people know my name, & not my story. They run on other peoples words & allegations instead of properly coming to me first which would be the normal thing to do & engaging in conversation before judging me, but nooo thanks to facebook society is so fucked ‘cause you can type words, but in person, you’re silent. Which really, is your average fake person. Pathetic, right? So now i’m on my instagram, tumblr, aaaaaand twitter. :D & i feel better off now that i’m on more humble sites. Oh, again, SOCIETY IS FUCKEDDDDDDD.
Dear followers & such, or the ones that i have.. LOL.
This is random. But… Here you go.
Now, i love my boy dearly. But i just though, i put everything i got into this relationship stuff.. & its scary knowing one day, this happiness, butterflies, kisses, love, all of it, could just vanish from your life with the blink of an eye. I don’t know about you all, but thats my biggest fear..
so like, y’all know when girls date a guy, for a day up to a week, they break up, then the girl like fucking crys & cuts herself, & gets fat? like oh ratchet is that shit? like the fuck doe? its fucking retarded! like y’all hoes need jesus! you guys dating for a week, that shit worser then the kardashian marriage, or rosie o’donnel eating a salad, like back the fuck up for a second, you niggas were dating for a week? tf doe? ugh. girls these days. THATS THAT SHIT I DON’T LIKE.
Obviously the facts are never just coming at you but are incorporated by an imagination that is formed by your previous experience. Memories of the past are not memories of facts but memories of your imaginings of the facts.