3 years later and were still tryna figure out what the fuck were doing with each other’s hearts.

I remember when you said you wanted me for Christmas..

smh.

i cannot explain how much I dislike you. I don’t care that youre family. I don’t care that youre related to me. I absolutely hate your guts. you don’t act your fucking age, youre a fucking slob, a pig, annoying as fuck, wild, dirty, and everything in that category. youre beyond disrespectful yet you get treated like a fucking king in this house and that’s the shit I fucking hate the most. you wished death upon YOUR OWN FUCKING MOTHER and she still babys you. you fucking piece of shit, your 24 years old. ACT LIKE IT. you wouldn’t be shit without my mom. I don’t even consider you to be my brother. I say youre the house pet. piece of shit nigga. I hope you get locked up. and trust, im wishing for the day.

break ups are always hard. but the last break up I had was easy as fuck, and so damn relieving. I wonder why I even stuck around for as long as I did. why I even defended you? nigga you really aint shit. you had absolutely NOTHING going for you. no job, wasn’t going to school, wasn’t doing shit. never had money for anything. never even tried. you always used your life as an excuse. THATS FUCKING LIFE bro. people deal with struggles everyday, you choose and make your own decisions. look at your brothers, you have one who is a lab tech, or something like that, then one whos working at a dealership, and was going to school, then the YOUNGEST brother graduated high school and is about to go to the army. everyone is doing something with their life cept you. I mean yeah your other brother is in jail, but that nigga stay hustling, he aint gonna change. hes a smart guy if you actually get to know him too. youre like the unlucky duckling. but as fucked up as I sound right now, I made the worst decision of being with you, especially for how long I was. I mean yeah at one point I was happy, but then I realized, im only giving, not receiving in the relationship. both people should always give 100 %. I did so fucking much for you.but all you did was yell at me, cuss at me, complain, bitch, and not support me in anything because you were constantly insecure with yourself and jealous. I cant have a nigga who cant trust me, cus that shit is annoying s fuck. and, you never fucking gave me space. always blowing up my phone. but anyway, so I blocked your number after we broke up. and you still found a way to bug me. now, you changed your number and are starting to blow up my phone again. like do I have to report you as harassment or some shit? I might as well just change my number. but you still call my house phone like the psycho that you are. you had the nerve to tell me your sob story last night, as if I give a fuck! saying how you forgive me for hurting you, and that you were still using drugs when we were together and youre JUST telling me now, saying that youre tryna be a man about your shit. bitch please, first of all, I didn’t apologize so you cant forgive me because I hope I hurt you, this is just all karma baby. and secondly, you aint manning up about anything cus you pussy ass nigga always making excuses. but like ive said a million times before, when im done with someone, IM DONE.

it makes me a little sad that I see a lot, and I mean a lot of advertisements for breast cancer, and suicide awareness, and stuff like that, but never any diabetes stuff. not once have I gone to the store and seen diabetes awareness shirts or bracelets or anything of that matter. diabetes is such a huge disease in the world, and it affects so many people, including a whole shitload of children, including ME. I find it kind of rude about that, but its whatever. I had to go and get my own diabetes shirt made and make my own bracelet. like the only time I have seen diabetes stuff in store was when I went to walgreens and it said “donate to the juvenile diabetes research group”. yeah so anyway, just a small rant.

i absolutely hate the sound of rain, especially when its raining hell hard like this. it really scares me. ugh.