._. Not a favourite but one song I like... I'm gonna be honest, I used to LOVE him. But now, he's just another *****. Now I'm sorry if this is offensive to the bielebers but honesty is the best policy. :p I've just hate what he is today.
I mean like I'm very disappointed in...
you want it all and you think thats OK but you dont wanna wait,
it has to be today.
I've been around a long long time and I know what to do,
And it'll be just fine.
think I dont care and I just dont respond if I...
black hair. Braids is a cultural thing. Its a way we keep what they call unruly hair tamed and neat and easier to manage.People need to educate themselves. Some people feel more comfortable if we look more like them. God made us this way. Afros ain't good for them, and when we...
you cant just test us till you feel enough! If you give a word or a promise, dont break it. If you still think you want to test guys, fake love and see if things go the way you want, GO **** YOURSELF!!
i dont think anyone has as much of a hard time from me as my friends.... im nasty to people i dont like, if they push me hard enough, and if im feeling passionately about something i can be cruel and snide.... but it doesnt really compare to what I put my friends to.
I had a...
where im coming from and trying to make our relation ship better but i always end up getting hurt because he cant listen.... the sad thing is that i cant let go of him. ive tried and i keep going in a circle
-Depression to "Just be happy"
-Anxiety to "Just stop worrying"
-Self Harming to "Just stop cutting"
-Anorexia to "Just eat something"
-Bulimia to "Just keep it in"
-Suicidal thoughts to "Just stay alive"
Is like stabbing yourself in the stomach and telling yourself "Just stop...
and baked beans for dinner on March 19, 2013? No? Than don’t tell me you know me. Don’t tell me you know what it’s like. You don’t understand!!! MARCH 19, STUFFED PEPPERS YOU M***** ******!
You don’t have to be on this site to hear this. All of us if not our...
But I want you to read this. Don’t read it for me, read it for yourself. If you don’t want the story, read the end. As in, the last two paragraphs. That’s all that’s important anyway.
I just read over the suicide note that I wrote for my best friend on February 3rd...
I put on my faith like I wear a disguise.
You cant see my soul.
See the life that I live.
I show you the mask, of the best I give.
I have hid here afraid like a child behind.
Truth of thoughts that clutter my mind.
What if you knew about all that I do?
The things that I think...