NOT IN MY HOUUUSE..

CALL ME A HATER. SAY I'M MAD, IT WON'T PHASE ME.. THE FIRST STEP TO CHANGING THINGS IS GETTING PEOPLE ANGRY.

WHAT'S WACK WEDNESDAY
you know WHO's really wack?! lemme tell you..

HIP HOP PREACHERS
who ALWAYS get at you for what you listen to. who say you're wrong about things. LOOK. i'm passionate about hip hop too, i love it til the death of me.. but if you diss me one more fucking time, i swear to fucking hell, it's gonna stir up some issues. & how dare you criticize me when you don't even know what i listen to! anyone who says that i don't "talk about the real rappers" needs to shut the fuck up with that shit. stop being so fucking arrogant, stop trying to prove that you know more about hip hop than me. i'm just as passionate about hip hop as you are, and i would fucking appreciate it if you stopped being so fucking cocky and didn't criticize my life so much, maybe then for that split second, you'd be silent. & in that split second, you'd hear my stereo. & in that split second, you'd realize, THAT I KNOW JUST AS MUCH AS YOU DO WITHOUT HAVING TO SHOVE MY SHIT ON EVERYBODY.

HESITANT TALKING SHIT
look. if you're gonna talk shit about me, fucking say it to me. you can ask me, i'm right here. i'll take it.. but let's say you wondered if i like sugar twin in my coffee. you can't just go up to people and say "botch likes sugar twin in her coffee". especially if, i'm in the SAME FUCKING ROOM. ask me if i do. ASK ME. & then you try and cover it up like you weren't really talking shit?! like please. i fucking heard you. & then while you're telling someone close to me, and you realize they're not gonna talk shit about me with you, you revert that story.. into ".. well i mean, that's what i heard.. it's probably not true." yo, fuck you. spit that sour ass game someone else.

"I MISS YOU"
you. fucking. liar. what you really should've texted me was "i really want you to be all over me. i'm bored with life right now. why don't you dig me anymore?! & i really wanna hang out some time and bang". fuck outta here with that shit. i'm not fucking 17 anymore okay, i know how your stupid little game works.. not falling for it.

YOU
for not saying anything. please, just say it already.. i know that won't fix shit, but it'll certainly calm the waters. things keep on getting worse, and i don't wanna do this back and forth thing anymore.

YOU
for not giving my apology. seriously. i need to ask for one ?! really!? you're sooo cool.

"YOU WOULDN'T HAVE WAITED TIL SHE LEFT."
whaaaat? did she? yeah she did! stop acting like the fucking man here. i'm not crawling back.

ASK, NO RECEIVE
you know, i try. i try to give everyone a fucking second chance. & then they just keep blowing it. i absolutely despise you for thinking i'm a pushover. ALL I ASKED FROM YOU.. AAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLL i fucking asked you, was to just stray away from telling me about "that". THAT'S IT. that's all i asked! just to not talk about "that"! you did it once. i asked again. you did it twice. i asked again.. AND THEN, about 40 times later, you do it again, BUT WORSE. so now, when i say i dont wanna talk to you, i'm the bad guy right? i'm not willing to put myself in a position that compromises my feelings, nor my morals. & i expected you to understand that.. and if you don't get that, then peace.


pretty heartless these days with people like that walking through the fucking door. NOT IN MY HOUSE. don't fuck with me, i'll make you feel it ten times harder :) xoxo !