"Half of her is focused & independent, got goals to reach & dreams to achieve.The other half's just living life to the fullest. She got book intelligence & street common sense. She rolls with the reals & trues, fuck the fakes & snakes."
what I don’t understand is why i have to make the decision. this wasn’t even my event to begin with. It was your fucking idea. It was your fucking collaboration with them. You’re the one who wanted to fucking host an event together with them. When someone else mentioned what’s the purpose of this event and how it doesn’t fit our shit, you’re like fucking whatever. so what and shit like that. now when i’m fucking in charge of this event, fucking shit goes down. fucking didn’t even ask if we can even have this event. i already saw thsi fucking coming but nooo. f u c k y o u . my patience has hit the last straw.
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
- me: i'll do it at 7PM
- time: 7:02PM
- me: oops too late gotta wait till 8 now
- MIMIIIIIIIIIIII
Mmmhmm!! All you can eat fondue at capstone in richmond (Taken with instagram)
i should’ve taken more classes to not be at home. holy fuck. piss me off.








