Between the click of the light, and the start.. Of the dream.

Warning: This post contains mass ventage and you might not know wtf I'm talking about but dilligaf ? I'mma do it anyway.







Skateboarding. Ohgod.. It's just simply put. "Complicated"

I wonder why when I skate.. And I'm just landing nada. Why am I even skating ? What's the point ? But then I smell that satisfaction of bolts. And there I go.. Skating again. What's the point of skating when you're not the bamf that everybody wants to see ? It's like asking.. Why do you breath when everyone else does ? What makes you so tight ?


Shit. It's nothing to be questioned. Or even put down for that matter. Get out there, and do what makes you happy.


I need dramatic change in life in general. Get me out of this house, I don't belong here. It's fucking simple. Just look at how miserable the people here look. I'm the only one who's always happy. Everyone else is just.. Dead. Wtf is wrong with you ? Wth are you teaching your children with your constant arguments ? Punishment.. Makes no difference ? Look what you're doing to him. Like that's gonna help ? You're sad. Look at yourself. This is your fault too, suck it up Barbie. You're the one fucking up here. You can't just tell him he has to move out.. And he comes back. Everything will just, dramatically change right ? FUCKINGNOYOUDUMBBITCH! You've made no effort to talk to him. If you have, why haven't I seen ? Why can't you simply be happy for one fucking second to make life easier for those around you. I'm sick of your face. You're always praising your accomplishments like you're a fucking genius and some shit. Like anyone wants to be you ? A miserable sack of shit that gives everybody else a hard time because you can't get your shit together. Why don't you go cry or go sleep on the couch to show how bad ass you are. You can't tell me shit. Until you've got your shit together, you can't tell me SHIT.



I'm not one to talk ? Bitch, this is your fault. Always saying I'm cuttin' up.. If I were to put some actual effort it, will it make a fucking difference ? NO! Because I'll be doing what you want. Why should I put effort to make you happy, when I just fail all the time ? Do we ever eat together as a family ? No. Do we have family time ? No. And you're wondering why.. "You never spend time with the family." BECAUSE YOU'RE ALL BULLSHIT! You're just going to be emo and all that other shit I'm trying to get away from. Fuck that. Nobody wants that shit. Why do you think I loath being home ? Why do you think I'd rather stay the night somewhere else rather than sleep in this house ? Is this even HOME ?! And.. The other night. You had the fucking nerve. To tell me my mother wasn't a mother. She was a friend, not a mother.


You're lucky I didn't sock you straight in the face.



Ohh the homicidal visions that run through my mind when you piss me off.


I've probably been through more shit than you have. You act like you know, you don't bitch. You're still wondering.. Why is Oliver so different ? Why can't he be like me, the perfect beautiful whore that has her shit together ? I'm not you, and you don't have your shit together. You're a lie.



You need to check yourself woman.




Females.. Femalesfemales. When will they fucking make up their mind ?


One second ily, the next there's this other guy outta nowhere ?



How the fxck can you do that ? Are you on one ? A couple ? Who the hell are you ? You fake bitch. And now you comfort me, surrounding me in your cloak false words. A simple implement signaling how predictable you are. Be real one time, and you'll take less shit. I had a talk with a cool person today.. And what she told me about what's going on with her, made me realize how similar my thinking is. So..



I'm down, if you're down. Because I'm to a point where idgaf anymore. Be you, I'll be me. Nuff said. I'm tired of your bullshit. Tell me what's up, I'm tired of having to ask you because you're throwing all these signs at me that you want me to ask.




































Give me change