They lie to you.
Say dream big and let God pull you.
They don’t tell you anything else,
You just gotta believe my man
Believe you can,
And in the end,
You will somehow get through.
They say grades and scholarships
Pave the way to tomorrow,
But what if daddy dies and
Mommy is raped in the Burroughs?
What if aunty hates you
And uncle berates you?
And a couple of law enforcers are tryna take you?
How do you focus on grades with ya sister missing.
5 years younger.
270 days. she’s back with children.
Don’t know the father.
Chemistry gets harder.
Teachers get worse
And you still pushing.
What about when your girlfriend dumps you.
She went through your phone
And she sure don’t trust you.
You ain’t do shit.
She just needed a reason,
To give that nigga head.
To justify leaving.
She came like summer.
And left your heart bleeding.
But you ain’t quit yet…
But your lost in your feelings.
But she gave you aids nigga.
You aint the same nigga.
Now you got a justifiable reason
To go kill her.
Kill that other nigga to.
You a bold killer.
Get caught by the cops,
Ohhh you a burned sinner.
Your mom gets your grades.
The ones you hated.
You got A’s and B’s.
Homie almost graduated.
College replied.
“We regret to say”
Bull shit excuses.
Your mom throws it away.
She visits you in jail.
“I met this guy”
She won’t be visiting.
That’s her reason why.
“Hows Michelle doing? Her and the children?”
“I don’t know nigga. Maybe they died”.
“This is not the way i envisioned my life”..
“Well you graduated nigga. Got honors nigga. My son fly.”
“What about the school,Mom..what’d they say”
“Not much. Rejected. I threw it away. But I gotta go. In moving homes. But hey you got inmates won’t be alone. I’m changing my number so don’t call my phone.ok I’m leaving. Gotta meet Ramone.”
And like that she’s gone.
She ain’t know u got the chair.
Two weeks from now
And you won’t be here.
But you can’t cry in jail
Hold back them tears.
You walk in that room.
Show no fear.
“But he’s just a kid”
“Well he deserves to be here.”
You take a seat.
Look straight ahead.
“Any particular verses you wish to have read?”
You stay quiet..
Just shake your head.
You close your eyes..
And wake up in bed.
You sit straight up..
What a bad dream.
Your lost in your feels
And what you’ve seen.
You walk around your home
Determined to try.
The dream fades away.
You live a new life.
Graduated on time.
But didn’t get in.
Went to a community college,
And tried again..
No STD and when you transferred you meet someone.
You fall in love
And become one.
You become a manager of a sporting store.
Some investments payed out so your making more.
Have a few kids and watch them grow.
Money put aside
You watch them go.
Little sis Michelle all freaking grown.
You look out for her
In every way you know.
You get old and cancer sets in.
Your family gets worried as your body sickens.
But your happy to know you lived a good life.
You made it from your past and you know you tried.
And you lay down on your bed
And you close your eyes…
And open them again in the chair.
Some lady cries
“You killed my daughter. I hope you die”
And the lever is pulled.
The machine roars to life.
Splash water on your face
And your electrified.
You feel the distance,
No persistence is emanating from you.
The relations degrading,
Is this how much you can do?
You cry your scared its unfair,
He’s right there. What do you do?
Nothing. just cry and hope somehow it pulls through.
He comes when you need him
But what about when he needs you?
The priorities are fucked up.
He sees now this be true.
He won’t fight for this if you won’t.
Its sad, but he must know.
Do you really care, give any fucks? If not he’ll just go.
You say “yes omg yes” but your actions just say no.
Even when pushed to the edge you lay down and just roll home.
Are you an actress on his mattress,
Did the love even match it,
Did you care were you acting?
Cause your not taking any actions..
You just say go.
He’s sad hurt and disappointed..
So he just walks slow..
But you don’t even try to reach him..
Do you love him?
Just say no.
…..
On whether I’m for Ichigo/Rukia or Ichigo/Orihime…. Unlike many others out there I genuinely see happiness for Ichigo on both ends…the thing is…I don’t know if I genuinely feel as if Ichigo and Rukia care about each other like how Orihime cares about Ichigo. She’s in love with him.. ahhhh oh wells…is it weird I don’t have a problem with Orihime? Like I don’t find her useless because she was never supposed to be a fighter..she’s a medic..a supremely beastly one. She revives the dead… Rukia tho…I can’t remember a fight she won..
I came across this Amazing Spiderman issue today while browsing through Comixology and I believe it was written about the 9/11 attacks but the message of the issue made me think about the Boston Marathon Bombing and the horroificness of it. But more importantly it reminded me how I found out about the bombing: through people on tumblr sending out prayers, words of encouragement, and just showing so much genuine care and concern for our fellow man.. This issue was written to show we as humans are strong in the face of adversaries and will unite and I send out my heart to those affected not just by the bombings but by any and all horrible acts of terrorism and violence..
It really sucks that I believe in love but I can’t believe in marriage….like…can anyone give me an example of a couple that’s been together FOREVER with no cheating,no rumours of this or that, and they’re happy together?
welp my girlfriends birthday has officially ended.. I’m still taking her out on our(also her) first date. I was afraid we’d both be disappointed by the time we left….it seemed like we would be..as I was literally walking out the door…but…we salvaged the night on a very high note….So happy birthday to my now 19 years old girlfriend… I am honored to tell you that you are dating a young immature introvert with a natural talent to ruin things for those he cares about….but he does care about you… Alot. I love you. I hope you like the bracelet. ..
Happy Birthday to my beautiful Girlfriend Gabby aka Luna! You are truly my other half. The Mew to my MewTwo. The Yellow to my Red. I love you and I know that the chances of us meeting were astronomical..your ancestors ancestors had to be together.. but it happened. And I am so lucky to have someone who literally completes me.
Happy Birthday and I look forward to using another trainer Red picture on your next birthday.
Guys..we throw our balls..some of us are basic.. some of us got some great balls…and we hope to catch those wild things out there that we love and care about.
Sometimes our first catch isn’t our last.
Sometimes there’s one in the middle.
Sometimes…there’s that one that is so perfect..rather then hurt it, you would rather chase it around and take your time..and throw your master ball at it..
But be warned… Never waste a master ball on the ones that show themselves easily to you. You know..the ones you can catch with a pokeball…or even a Safari ball..Because you only get your master ball once..save it for that special someone..
so a beautiful friend of mine posted this video on YouTube at the request of others who were curious about her past and wanted to share her story. I asked if I could post this on here so others can hopefully see that they aren’t alone in their struggles and there is hope if you can hold on. I never ask people to reblog my posts but I ask now just so others may find this..and find hope.
I told myself never love again.
You’ve been cut stabbed and burn.
I would never win..
But i took a chance
And still got hurt..
And i realized happiness and i
Could never work..
So I settled into my new found playboy swag.
New numbers. New girls.
New fun to be had..
But I found myself wanting to settle down.
Uncool…
And the women around me weren’t right.. but you…
You showed up.
A star out of place.
Glowing. Shining.
A beacon of outer space.
You came and went.
And i needed more.
“Don’t love” said my brain.
“I can’t stand the gore”.
My heart sleeping on the floor
Only awoke when you came..
Told me who u were..
Gave you a nickname..
And in my mind
I went insane…
Thinking about the times…
That had yet to happen.
Watching Batman,
Ivy attacking.
Her puns were horrible.
But they made you laugh..
Thoughts of you stomping out my past.
And suddenly…
I wasn’t hurt.
Or afraid to love..
I was afraid we wouldn’t work..
But I had to be tough…
So I tried my best to make you smile.
And every kiss since then
Has been worthwhile.
Looking at these bad bitches with…… tempting eyes,
“Out with the Bro’s”
…..
Is such a tempting lie,
But this is the dream…
Damn….. what a tempting life..
But i remember before I left,
She said she wouldn’t cry..
And she made me promise while I’m gone
To stay safe and sanctified..
So to all the females eying me,
I hope your imaginations leave you satisfied.
And to the niggas eying her,
Know you wasting time..
She always mine..
We aren’t growing apart,
We’re just learning to fly.
But the fliest creatures migrate together,
I think that’s a good sign..
What is keeping me sane in my dire time of need.