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How many motherfucking times do i have to delete her motherfucking number off your motherfucking phone before you stop talking to that stanky ass bitch?????!!!!!

I dont know you.
I dont think i want to know the real you.

I dont think its ever gonna be the same.

I just dont ever want you to think i dont love you and that i wont be thinking about you everyday. Im hoping for the best for you.  Just know that i tried my best and i love you so much. You are the best dog ever.  I love you.

Shes not here and I miss her a lot :(

I am aware of the things that will never change.

Its the kind of cry thats stuck between my ears, between my lungs and my mouth. 

I still dont like that nasty ass bitch.

Frankly, I’m tired of following you and trynna find out what kinda shady shit youre gonna do next.
So go ahead and keep living the life youve always wanted and relive the youth you never had the chance to fulfill. At the end of the day, I’m the only one who knows who you really are and the only one who’s still willing to put up with your shit. Some people call it “love”, I call it making my bed and laying in it.

You’re not here when I need you.
In fact, you DONT WANT to be here when I need you.
You’re not my bestfriend.
You’re here when its easy and convenient.
You run away when things go “for worse.”
So you know what, NO.

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