January 2010
69 posts
i just can’t allow myself to worry.
i won’t allow myself to get wrapped up in emotion.
because when shit hits the fan, & i’m alone again, i wanna be okay with that.
“i just like to write. where’s the wrong in that?”
– tiffanasty.
“lookin’ like a fool witcha pants on the ground!”
louis vuitton monogrammed mind control yo
ugly niggas lookin’ funny in them rugby polos
a slave to the logos, prisoner of that bogo
from the hipsters sniffin’ coke to the posers in soho
hunnies in platform heels lettin clowns cop feels
shakin’ her ass in tights to that electric eel
major lazers couldn’t graze her when she’s dressed to kill
she can’t sit...
“don’t get mad at me ‘cause you’re wack, shit genetics is the...”
– mighty mothafuckin’ mos DEF.
YOUR MIND’S TOO SMALL TO COMPREHEND WHAT I INTEND.
SEPERATE THE MICE FROM THE MEN; THE HARD ROCKS FROM THE GEMS.
“put it on him.”
“jedimind trips.”
i wait for no one. if i want something i get it. time is precious; time is also money. you want it or you don’t. usually, when someone wants something, they do all they can to make sure they have it, and once they have it, they make sure they keep it. they exhibit large amounts of care to make sure they don’t lose what they’ve sought after for whatever period of time. this is...
“vexed.”
it’s beyond apparent that you don’t want me. i accept it. i’m sad, but fuck it. consider me gone.
“UNDERN.ONECONDITION”
