i think im gonna take a few hits off the one-hitter to get tired and go to sleep. Its saturday, im 19, & im fucking bored. I did more on the weekends when i was 15 then I do now.
people are always so quick to call something “racist” but don’t wanna do anything to get that word out our vocabulary. it shouldn’t matter what color, religion, race, heritage, or whatever cause if YOU start to think like a normal person & realize that we’re ALL the same, maybe, JUST MAYBE, you’ll shed some light on other people to realize that its always gonna be US against THEM. them can be anybody. it can be our government, another racist soul, it can be anything. we all bleed the same color. cops are trying to kill anybody they can. we got the government trying to “brainwash” priests to start killing us. we got ebola in the US when we were told months and months ago that the entire world should be taking better precautions to this disease to prevent spreading. We got the government trying to take our guns away and our rights away. what happens if all these things we hear are indeed true? and not just another conspiracy theory.. it needs to be US against THEM. you’re telling me that you won’t try to save yourself cause “omg theirs a black person, my kids might turn black if they’re near them”, “omg im not helping a white person, they killin us” when OMG, don’t you realize they’re killing us all? Maybe this will put some sense into everyones head that all this stereotyping bs with everybody pisses people like me who don’t notice people by their race, religion. skin color, etc off and constantly see posts about it. maybe i didn’t say these things in the most clever way but personally, these are my thoughts. don’t like them? i don’t know what to tell you. im new to this writing thing. i was told i know how to put my thoughts down. i feel like it was a total fail earlier though lol
How in the fuck am I supposed to just “keep” my feelings in or “out on the street”? That’s gonna make me a fucking ticking time bomb just waiting to go off eventually and you’ll never fucking know when its gonna happen. Just so you know..
I just want you to show me nothing but love all day one day, without getting mad or actin like a dick, just so I can remember what it felt like to be with you in the beginning. You ain’t the same. The littlest things frustrate you and turn you into this big giant who makes me feel like an ant. I always wanna make you fucking happy. I always fucking try. Is that good enough for you? Fuck no. Why? I don’t know. I’m here for you. I try to cheer you up. I put you first. I always giveeeee, give, giveeeeee and why is not good enough.. Still?