Before “Donald Trump”, there was “Vesuvius”.
I think about me when I hear this song.
Today, I effectively accomplished time travel…
Six minutes into the future I went. I saw the same ceiling and decor though. It wasn’t as exciting as you’d imagine because I wasn’t even cognizant of it. I guess that’s how all people feel when they move through time.
-Fin
So Today The World Ended
Everyone was standing, staring at the sky. A blank sky with no moon and no stars. The cars sat alone off to the sides of the road like litter. The wind wouldn’t even whisper. Something inside of me said, “It’s here, finally.” I sat down and opened up a pack of Djarium Blacks. Someone nudged my shoulder, I ignored them. Without even finishing my first toke, I felt her presence. Thick. Powerful. I turned around and saw her but she had no face. No body. She was nothing. As she always should’ve been. And then we all collapsed.
-Fin
Swagtastic.
I meet all the right people. I just pray every day that something that justifies my conscious comes out of it. Networking is a true task when your network isn’t backed by a grove of people supporting you. Wishes are useless. Actions are wise. Goodnight.
Long Time No See
What’s a player with a heart and morals? Nothing to you, but everything to someone. Smh. Everything to everyone. Nothing to the one. Smmfh. Everything to everyone, even the one. Gosh.
Stop On Bi
She uncovers her womb in the cover of darkness She uncovers her soul to find out where her heart is She doesn’t want a man, she wants a hero She doesn’t have a clue, but she has her tears though These fucking clothes, they only pick at her skin And anytime she puts them on, she starts itchin again Is this her anthem or is it her curse She says she doesn’t have a choice, it’s been with her since birth Love is another drug, her room is another club The music bumps as she bumps another one She’s feeling smothered so, where’d mother and father go? How does it feel when he’s in me? She just gotta know Death is probable, life is only an option These killing fields, everyone’s banging like Compton The funny part is this is just another written But somewhere deep the eternal truth is hidden
Lmfaooooooooooo
Bullshit. You’d have the worst texter ever to make that mistake.
uhm, doesn’t auto correct, corrects it when you spell something wrong? if he typed perfect in there it wouldn’t change to pregnant..lol
smh..you guys must not have smartphones or you would know that even when you spell something the so called “auto correct” doesn’t correct shit, its mostly “auto do what the fuck it wants to do that will somewhat fuck your life off”
French Connection United Kingdom
You ever watch “My Wife And Kids”? She starts an argument EVERY SINGLE FUCKING episode. Why? She knew he was like this before they got married. Why did she say yes?? That makes her double the idiot. Don’t tell me he’s a dumb guy and he doesn’t understand what a woman needs. Fuck outta here. She’s twice the idiot for agreeing to marry him then. And frankly, 90% of the shit she gets mad at is retarded logically. I can see where she’s coming from, but still, she shouldn’t even trip. She knew what she was getting from jump.
Marriage and pointless. Synonyms. Divorce rate and ridiculous. Synonyms. Media and standards. Synonyms. These facts make it hard to cope with what we know as reality. When you know the facts. And you focus on these facts. It drives you INSANE. Ignorance is TRULY bliss. And sometimes I wish I was a fucking idiot.
You wanna know what keeps me going? The future. Hope. Hope that in the future I’m so into myself that I don’t really care about anything outside of me. You can only be so selfish though. You can only trick yourself for so long. This is me being positive. This is me saying that I have hope that although reality shows me that chances are slim to none. I have hope that things will work out as I’ve always dreamed. And in the end. Fuck hope. Fuck that shit. I KNOW things will work out how I want them to. Cause I run this shit. I make life happen. I’m in control. Why would I be placed here if I wasn’t in control of how everything turns out in the end?
Seriously. Look in the mirror.
Who the fuck are you?
Who did you think you were?
Who did you hope to be?
You are.
This is the flow of thought.

