i aint on here looking for any type such thing or anyone.
spiteful, so fuckin spiteful once the heart is pierced.
crazy for me to just come across some shit about maturity. hating the fact i am so immature
when i die I better be cremated
it’s crazy that i can be alone for 20 something odd years. and the one thing i always wished is that i wouldn’t be.
but now i realized that i’ve reached a point to where whenever there is a choice for company i leave the opportunity hanging.
these past two weeks been a blur to ya boy.
i think everyone’s life is interesting, but that doesn’t mean ima get to know you.