My biggest fear is the fear of lonliness.

From anyone at all. I must admit, I’m pretty loud, weird, and I lose my train of thought when I’m not alone. People keep me sane. When I’m alone, that’s when my mentality tends to retaliate into this confinement and I end up being the overanalytical person that I am. Sometimes when I overanalyze things, I think I go crazy. I may think wiser and smarter, but it doesn’t always make me happy in the process. Sadly, I need the company of others to help me get my mind off those ill miasmas invading my thoughts.

That moment when…

You get into an argument with someone. And for just a split second you think about choking the shit out of them. But then you snap out of it and stare at them like

You really have no idea how close I was to killing you; do you?

Question…

When was the lat time you’ve had a good cry? I mean that cry that feels like it’s coming from the depths of your soul? That cry that makes your head hurt? A cry that makes you fall asleep right after you’re done?

Brandon,

Go away. ✌

For sure.

One thing that I’m damn sure will never change about me is the fact that I will always tell you what’s up. Friend, foe, love interest, family, whatever. I will not hold my tongue on something that bothers me.

However, I will never force you or expect you to change anything for me either. That’s your own choice. I’m just saying I don’t try to mess around with that passive agressive bullshit. I’ll definitely speak when I feel the need to do so.

Let’s not play now.

What do you have to offer?

Seriously, what are you bringing to the table?

If you think bringing only sex is going to work…HA.

It can’t get me a job, pay my bills, pay my car note or insurance. Only thing it can do is make me cum and hell, I can do that on my own to be honest.

Stop it, 5.

If you want to show your ass, show your ass. If you want to show your titties, show ‘em! Don’t caption it with something that has nothing to do with the MAIN focus of the picture.

We’re not dumb. Show the shit and keep it moving.

Le sigh

When you give someone your all and it isn’t reciprocated, of course you’ll want to just throw in the towel. They say only a weak person’ll give up. No, a weak person will stay there, being someone’s doormat.

Letting Go.

There is no possible way of “letting go” of something/someone that was a part of your life. Instead of “letting go” we push it away. We suppress memories until we believe that we have “let go” of the good times, the bad times, and especially the pain. What we do when we “let go” is push memories to the back of our minds.

The thing is these memories often have the funny tendency to come around every once in a while.

When tears start to fall and you have no idea why <

😢