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Apr 23

makemestfu:

So relatable blog :)

makemestfu:

So relatable blog :)

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So relatable blog :)

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So relatable blog :)

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Apr 20

its whatever

I really have no friends ……….

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So relatable blog :)

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So relatable blog :)

Apr 19

as we are by me :/ Kayla banks <\3

females are constructed in a different way the streets are becoming thier project runways
born into a community explains why men run tracks in there unity are we all misused
damn niggas must be fools
not to know that the pussy is already inslaved an abused virginity’s gave up
when the man had the power to choose
we got that struggle Stench
made by the same trees. that
hold the necks of our peoples lench.
Society has a thinking grabbing our pride through the mud won’t ruin you
dead bodies in the tub they will Whitney Houston
emit til you making you forget the real you
so watch your back but nowadays you better watch your black
we’re running from men and a race so we don’t white out or forget the beauty in our face
where forming like gangs we got wise woman saying life ain’t the same and the tears from the sky were once rain
the world is just a sink the skies washing away blood stains
but I’m a stand tall so shoot me im aimless
my body is a temple
so these shots. hit me im painless God is my tied so this red paint is stainless ….

Guide Me (something I wrote)

our eyes kiss
we talk without words
I turn my head because Chris said this bull s*** is for the birds
I need motivation this suicide only speaks in temptation
and these broken wings tell me that the devil ant patient
right now hes like my Savior
but good things only paint red with a tool of a razor
and I’m tired of bleeding
and wet patterns on my face remind my eyes are tired of leaking
what is it that I am needing this pain is the only thing I’m feeding
my happiness they’re robbing my heart so vacant my emotions are on starving
what they do to me
I trust my fears know when they’re the only thing glued to me
smiles whisper breathing in my lips smoothly
reminding me of who I used to be I’m running from death so life can get used to me …..

mhm

when people lie u know cause they try to make up for the lie they think u dont know about then lie so much they forget thier oown truth an then they dont think its a lie anymore untille u find out

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