Instead of playing mine craft, I’ll talk to you. Instead of getting offended and butt hurt over stupid comments I will just realize it’s all a joke or they are just words and I won’t get upset. I want a different job so that I can pay for what needs to be payed for and still have money to spoil you. I’m going to get an apartment and have everything in my name so that I will worry about when this bills need to be taken care of. I will become more responsible and do what I need to do. I just can’t do any of it with out you.
Ocean and Beach Posts
Ocean and Beach Posts
she was beautiful.
and that was how she saved me;
by just existing.
anakcin (via wnq-writers)
Depending on social networking to say what you can’t. #phobia #nevergoodenough
Normally I’d get on here and have a million things to say and I would go on and on. But I don’t know what to say. You’re probably gonna leave me, I probably won’t see you tonight, or maybe even tomorrow.. You’re hurting and won’t let me take care of it. You say I’m the problem but what am I doing that is so different from your path and so in the way of us being together? Whatever path I’m on its not a path I wanna stay on. I wanna be with you. Put me in any shitty situation.. As long as I have you right by me I can concur anything. I can’t handle losing you. I really don’t know what I will do. It makes my throat swell up and hurt and my eyes water when I think about the whole thing. We do have petty fights, that goes both ways though. I am a dick and I’m aware and trying and sorry. But you can’t say it’s just me, you can’t. It’s a relationship. We can work this out I know we can but you don’t wanna try which hurts me even more. I just want you to come home. To let me hold you, to let me be there and talk to you and figure this all out. That’s all I truly want is to work this out
My homie’s gone. Growing up we did some crazy ass shit. We shoulda been locked up a million times, should have been dead a million time, shoulda had our asses kicked, or sent off to boot camp.
We stole traffic cones and threw them in the river. Someone caught us and called the cops so we ran cross town to her house, thinking they followed us the whole way.
We got payed $50 to wear a dress with heals and make up to home coming. Then bought weed and liquor for the after party.
We broke into our schools quart yard and stole two baby ducks from a flock. The mom bit me and chanced us out. We then sat in class with two baby ducklings in our pocket. Cops showed up to my house the next day.
She was the first person I told I was gay. Then come to find out she was too. We didn’t have a thing, we were more like sisters. Everyone thought we dated, or they got us confused with one another.
She put a roof over my head when I was going through some shit. She ran away with me when I wanted to leave because she didn’t want to go to school without me the next day. She stuck out, we played soccer together, we got high and went to parties and had fun. We were two peas in a pod since 5th grade. Everyone knew Katy and Megan.
Megan didn’t just be a good friend to me, she had my back, she gave me a back bone so to speak. Megan was a tough kid so that made me a tough kid. My friendship with her is such a huge part of my life. We ended up slowly drifting, due to life style choices, relationships, I moved out of state eventually.. But I would have still been the same friend to her that I was back in the day. If she called me or hit me up id be there if she needed me. A never ending friendship. And now she’s gone. The worst part is knowing that I could have talked her out of it. She’s talked me out of it a hundred times, so I know I could for her. We are just those kinds of friends. And now she’s gone..
Normally I’d write something about how shitty I am, but I have no idea what the fuck I did
“Our brains are
S.I.C.K,but that’s okay!”
