I easily bought a dream that you sold me. Everything was great back then, and even now some things are great. But am I really getting what I want? Do I always have to settle for what you decide to give me? Why am I willingly giving you everything and receiving only a portion of what you really can give? I’m tired of being tired. Tired of giving. I have a big heart and I’m always there for people, but it feels like I’m becoming cold. Numb to feelings, numb to EVERYTHING. I don’t care about things I used to. I’m just slowly falling out of it. But something has me holding on…can’t describe it.
Being late to anything, informal or formal, is the biggest turn off to me. If you can’t show up on time or damn near, where is your mind really at?
Lmao, maybe..but who is this?
Floetry said something so deep on this joint. “[I’m] Accepting the space I’m in, growing out of the phase where I just wanna win”. I never even heard that part of the song until today. Wow.
I’m sick, can’t sleep at 2 AM and everyone’s either ignoring me or sleep. This blows.
I just want to delete all my social networks, and live. It’s really just blocking a portion of my productivity, happiness, and success.
I love V-Day. Not just for materialistic reasons, just to see the love in the air. That’s a beautiful thing.
I’m in this awkward stage where I’m trying to be happy with what I have to offer to the world/others and not be so self-conscious around people with talents. Sometimes I feel like I don’t let people see what I’m really good at, what I love to do. You can probably ask all of my friends and 95% won’t actually know what my “thing” is. I guess I never really felt comfortable letting people see any of my work. Trying to change that.
I refuse to pay for something I didn’t do…I know he did you wrong, but I’m tryna show you something real…
My stomach hurts soooo bad. :(
I have no clue as to what is going on right now around me. Like I’m oblivious to everything. I’m tired of feeling sad everyday. I’m just hoping that things start to turn around for me eventually.
“Why you mad? I’m just stating all the facts, I’m just taking all your racks. I’m that nigga, PLUS tax!”