notinterested | westbound | 8teen | escapism

dey call life venemous, meeting all types of nemesis, gotta get to the top cause its all about surival of the fittest. patient as i am, ambitious as i am, success is where im gon' land and nobody aint gonna tell me otherwise, watch me as i rise. & i aint gonna pity those below me, cause if you wanted, you wouldn't have been below me. reality hits hard when you at the bottom going up. deuce to my haters, dont fk w/ me, cos in the long run, when i get my paper, you ain't gonna hate me later. friend me, when u in the gutter. - tia le xoxo

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can the mind, with all its content, empty itself and yet remain mind and not just float about?

inspir4tions: no

inspir4tions:

no

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I meant every single word I said to you.

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wish you would call me right now… or hold me 

My mind’s a fucking mess right now.

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Mistress of Misery

xjustxfcukx:

Dear mystery mistress of misery
I should have known there was a delivery for chivalry
Coming at me with agility, but I ignored the pleas
Because I had believed, you brought me tranquility
But in reality, I was simply to blind to see
That you simply, never really did confide in me

awe good job soy saucccccce :)

When Black Chicks Fight

that girl that likes to start shit be like 

then the other girl be like

then the girl is like 

then they’re like 

then everybody be like:

“BEAT THAT BITCH UP SHAQUASIA!”

then the girl gets knocked out like 

then security comes in 20 minutes later like

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Love the heart that hurts you, but never hurt the heart that loves you.

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The only way you can know when you’re in an incompatible relationship is when you face the aftermath.

serennac:

Man, ain’t nobody promised me a thang
I been caught up in this game
Ever since I was a little motherfucka wantin to hang
I can see ‘em in my head, pow
Memories of my nigga but he dead now
Lookin back in my yearbook all the years took
Half my peers, they’re stretched for years
And if I die will they all shed tears

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