- 1 week ago
Anger built up
Starts to spill when I pour the cup
I really do give a fuck
I wanna see my pain in your eyes
The tears I can’t cry
The reason why I don’t die
The answer sure knows how to hide
But imma seek till I reach my peek
when I reach it
Imma hop off the ledge
Death comin full fledge
Death is my pain killer I want a ovedose
Will I even be missed by those I call close
Fuck it why should I care
Nothin is free at the pearly gates ill pay my fare
Then again im broke
Might as well sell my hope
Along with my faith
Call it a bundle the crate
Before I go I wanna leave a bitter taste
With spice for hate
Sweet to me
But they’ll pay the fee
Maybe I’ll be happy
I wanna cause pain
With no shame
There’s nothin to gain
I just want it
When I lose it
Words just grovin
Thoughts bouncin around like im hoopin
Better yet I play the bench but I still gotta move it
I rent the spot
Gone before the junkie rolled the pot
Not wanted here
- 3 weeks ago
Have a history teacher explain this if they can.
Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.
Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.
Both wives lost a child while living in the White House.
Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.
Both Presidents were shot in the head.
Now it gets really weird.
Lincoln’s secretary was named Kennedy.
Kennedy’s Secretary was named Lincoln.
Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.
Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.
John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.
Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are composed of fifteen letters.
Now hang on to your seat.
Lincoln was shot at the theater named “Ford.”
Kennedy was shot in a car called “Lincoln” made by “Ford.”
Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.
And here’s the “kicker”:
A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland.
A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.AND……………….:
Lincoln was shot in a theater and the assassin ran to a warehouse…
Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and the assassin ran to a theater…
I saw this had to share just in case anyone did not know.
I WILL NEVER CEASE TO REBLOG THIS
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- 1 month ago
They weren’t lying when they said history repeats itself
I know its comin but I cant scream for help
My heart starts to melt
Before that it was the ice around it
Slowly the beat was poundin
She came in my world and I had an adrenaline rush
But she took away the high now the heart is hushed
Feeling less worthy than dust
You knew it was gonna happen , you can’t fuss
Facing things like this should be easy
Until she came along I felt stressed
Concentration lost, feeling blessed
Kept tradition goin so I have no one left
The four lines after fuss show how I feel
- 2 months ago
December and a six page letter,
That’s all it took.
And even though things were better,
I am now shook.
From the inside outs and the outside ins;
The conscious mind and my field of dreams.
Fields upon fields of what I realize were flings,
And within the moment, there was passion and steams….
- 4 months ago
Im really fallen bruh
Thought I buried these feelings a while back
How did they come back stronger than ever. I really just dont know how. I have really never been this confused in my life. She acknowledges it but its almost as if it doesnt register.
What does she truly think of me. Will anything ever be. I doubt it but my faith in such a possibility is so strong it overcomes the doubt. Its a force so strong I feel as if it can be deemed fatal.
Lonely as fuck
- 5 months ago
Im not sure if I’m lost or going the right way
The further I go the more I get hurt im starting to think im afraid.
The things I wanted feel nice by my side but there is still emptiness inside
It feels like wood dried
I dont know if my heart beates abnormally or if it stopped poundin’
I feel like I stopped movin’
Im here but it is like im day dreaming
I cant even keep track of days anymore becuase they are meaningless to me
No longer I feel free bounded to reality
No escape from the oncoming train , tragedy
If I had the option to end it all I’ll do so gladly.
But it is nothing but a dream like everything else
I need help.
I wish I could describe all this pain as “felt”
But it still goes on so I can only say feel
I was going through the bushes but stopped as if someone told me to heel
I really wish I knew how to chill
To top it off I feel as if im a burden
Always asking for her companionship
Im starting to feel as if im not worth it
And the strong ties we have, I pray they’re not hurtin’.I dont even know where I stand with her im so confused
Did I set myself apart or was I just another option for whom to choose.