They ask me how I could be so heartless? I tell them I have plenty heart, I just don’t have room to love anyone but myself. Not anymore.
"Don’t push me I’m no p"%* but I be chillin in that G spot"
Nemo can’t stand your romance
im laughing so hard holy shit omg
How I feel during cuffing season
|I need to taste your thought process. Together we can unravel riddles.|
|The deeper, the sweeter.|
There’s no greater feeling than letting all your walls down with someone & have them reciprocate & respect that… That’s love.
We are not above or below the influence. We ARE the influence.
Faced out with fake smiles
Thinking to herself is this party even worth while
And Maybelline makes it seem so put together
but powder and concealer can’t conceal this pain forever
These days she feels obligated to blaze and get wasted
Joined the hype by Miller Light but hated the way it tasted
Standing intoxicated surrounded by the same faces
she hates this rapper’s song but sings along cause they overplay it
She know her mom would kill her if she saw the stuff she’s wearing
But she has no self-esteem and currently these dudes are staring
Comparing herself to every female that she meets
and she feels like she’s nothing cause we are what we eat
Engaging in these toothbrush down throats types of gestures
….like an unproofread paper all she sees is errors
and squiggly green errors try to numb up all the pain
and squiggly red lines like the slits once on her veins
and she can try to cut and delete the pain she once had
but autosave always has a way of bringing up the past
I mean her thoughts are dangerous
like there’s an intoxicated designated driver that resides inside her mind
But still within seconds she can take records and wreck em
so I recommend some type of protection
sexually transmitted infections is what she’s spreading
she’s lyrically giving eargasms and earections
And I keep saying ‘her’ and I keep saying ‘she’
Sometimes I’m scared to admit the girl I’m talking about is me….."
— Honey the Hippie, Peace of Mind