My sister works my damn nerve. Sunday.
Ughhhh.
My mom annoys the shit outta me. She’s sitting here complaining about all the money she spent on prom but then turns around bragging to her friends about how much my dress n shit costed. I’m über annoyed and I jus wanna go lay down with Stephen. Then has the fuckin nerve to try to tell me about who I can and can’t talk to when she talkin to nothin ass niggas. I can’t wait to go to fuckin college. I’m not callin home for SHIT. Thank Jesus I don’t come home for Christmas. I’m so done. So fuckin done. I shoulda stayed on Packard.
(Source: yamborghini)
My mom is so fucking annoying. Silent treatment. Starting…now.
Yahwshua
In a drunken daze I sit here and stare at you, wondering everything that may be going through your head. Your smile is beautiful. When you touch me it’s supernatural. I wanna lay down with you and stare into your eyes uril you decide you wanna make love to me. My mind is running rapid and I have no idea why. I’m drunk. hahaha
