♣PORTER.♣21YEARS OLD♣LESBIAN FEMALE DUH♣ADDICTED TO GETTING INK♣I ENJOY GOOD MUSIC WHATEVER THAT MAY BE♣FUGS yes I'm a SMOKER♣BLACKBERRY/EVO, I CAN NOT DO ANYTHING WITHOUT EM, LITERALLY!♣LIQUOR ALL I CAN SAY IS I'm A 'LITTLE' smoker A big DRINKER. I'm JUST HERE TO THROW Impromptu THOUGHTS AROUND & MAYBE A FEW THOUGHT OUT ONES AS WELL.
Theme by nostrich.
I didn’t give u the chance when u just wanna be down &save me from myself bt I’m wanting to drown as good as it feels that ain’t the way that it sounds being single is cool ‘til ain’t nobody around then I’m chasing u down bc u was ready to fly
I can’t be what u want me to be
Ur shooting too high bc u ain’t aiming at me
1 min ur callin out for the D then the next min u wana be free then the next min u hollerin out ✌tho I kno it’s a war & they’ll be blood in the street if u call don’t be frustrated at me Jus leave ur ❤ at the beep bc mine is harder to reach
I heard ya friend told a friend that told a friend of mines that you were thinking that we should do it one more time..if this is not the truth then hopefully its not a lie…
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This movie is so weird, but Jean Michel Basquiat was indeed a troubled man.
Source: simplydop3
He who has not endured the stress of study will not taste the joy of knowledge.
Fatiha Bismillaah ar-Rahman ar-Raheem Al hamdu lillaahi rabbil ‘alameen Ar-Rahman ar-Raheem Maaliki yaumid Deen Iyyaaka na’abudu wa iyyaaka nasta’een Ihdinas siraatal mustaqeem Siraatal ladheena an ‘amta’ alaihim Ghairil maghduubi’ alaihim waladaaleen Aameen……….. Asalaamahlikum!!!!! Enjoy Ramadan inshalallaha!!!!
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HaHa.. I want this on a shirt.
Source: okiesmai
“no tears today, nothing but kisses and hugs for niggas and thugs who missin from pistols and slugs, saw his momma she spoke and put her head down, make me shed a tear and I want somebody dead now.”
I Cry
Sometimes when I’m alone
I cry,
Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.
If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
But who do you know that stops that long,
To help another carry on.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
So painful and sad.
And sometimes…
I cry
And no one cares about why.
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