I thought life would be different when i came out. When i would come out. When i decided i could live a better life….
but no..
Right when i come back, troubles of life bite me in all directions.
Whether i like it or not….All I had were good intentions..and in the end…I end up empty again.
love drove me to try to love others but i felt no one deserved my love. so ppl thought i was a playa…
everybodys a kid that no one cares about…you just got to keep screaming till they fucking hear you out…no doubts kiss….keep-it-simple…..stupid >.<
I am going to change
if im lying about this im obviously stupid
im going to do it.
Love God with my heart not my mind or anything. Nothing else matters. The heart is the most vital. The rest will fit in place. With the God shaped hole filled, nothings going to stop me from being me. me perfectly. me eternally. me as free as can be. peace.
but wtf
when did fb statuses become a form of assumption. For people to assume your doing fine or bad just by reading a sentence or two? if you really cared about me you would take the time to talk to me. My family is my worst enemy(aunts mainly)….or maybe girls. yes sexiest. Prove me wrong. its always complicated.
Man….what have i become? sometimes i wonder
even though my heart tells me yes sometimes i still wonder
can you really tell right from right?
ive always served, always polite
i got family issues, more than others probably do
but when it comes to my shoes
i never know unless i prove
that i got more than just that
I dont try to show off
showing off is not cool
but when i keep analyzing people
looks like thats all they do
so what can i really say?
what can i really prove?
if you were in my shoes i think youd understand me too
but when i try to understand myself
people come and judge
when im still in the process
people worry and try to fuck
im not the type of person to be swearing and be pissed
but once im through pretending
i guess i really dont give a shit
so stop trying to care
stop trying to worrry
im just trying to get my shit together
and thats the beginning of my story
happy valentines
today
highlights: backpack stolen
GOOD GAME
no
yes very
LOL!!!!! oh you must be very very special :)
can’t wait to see her again tomorrow.
you know the feeling. when you finally have something to look forward to. not some bullsht getting something or what not but real joy comes from the heart. thinking bout her hahahaha this comes from me. yea doesnt matter. yes i like girls. but once u dedicate yourself. see results. try your best and since im the guy gotta initiate all the shit. pwsh.
anyways. “cant wait to see her again.”
funny how i never noticed her in class till now. yea…but we all thought it was weird how i jus came up and talked to her when i never really ever did. see how it goes. i aint getting my hopes up on some…one..chick.