I’m actually excited for my hair to be black again. Blonde is fierce but black is… well, dark and… fierce.
I am no longer interested in being safe in my outfit choices.
I need to save save save so I can create the needed changes to my wardrobe.
Fortunately, I won’t be rooming with random ass niggas next year AND I got a room in the housing that’s open during the winter, what uppppp.
coconutgardens replied to your post: “Leave it to Atlanta to fuck some shit up. Ghetto…
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But this shit is normal in my town. these are the people that whine about how lame my town is, try to be too creative and unique for it, but get to Atlanta and bash its inhabitants. fuck this shit.
“Leave it to Atlanta to fuck some shit up. Ghetto rachet hoes, I’m so glad I don’t work at Lenox anymore lol”
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can i have a summer fling, please?
someone to lick and suck, to kiss and fuck?
can i have a summer fling, please?
a person to cuddle and smooch, to rub their cooch?
can i have a summer fling please?
GOD DAMMIT, I WANNA GET LAID.
So I guess I’m not getting a job this summer? Mom wants me to go see my cousin in Tennessee for a while. With Disney World & Tame Impala right before that, there’s no point.
Got a C- in my math class, wesuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I never have to take another math class again.
i already miss atlanta!
but i’m going to have a good summer in the boondocks, so it’s all guuuud.
I didn’t even think that picture of beyonce was funny, like… i could feel the energy of her performance through that photo. you could tell she was putting her all into it.
I have noticed that when it comes to sending out energy related to things I want not involved with other people, I usually get it.
If it’s about my love life though, or sexual contact, it never works out the way I want it to. I wonder if that means anything.
Maybe the time just hasn’t come yet… Or maybe I’ve been missing the opportunities that have come.
Or maybe I just really wanna get laid. Every time I think that though, I’m aware that I don’t mean it bc I want something more than a quickie and I’ve acknowledged that multiple times.
I don’t know why I haven’t gotten used to this thing where I don’t get to make out with anybody at the end of the night?
