ThugLife..

in another universe, i sit on your bed and you leave the room for a minute and i yell out, “come back loser”. in another universe, you come back in the room and jump on me and start, jokingly, pushing me off the bed. in another universe, you hold me and look in my eyes. in another universe, we constantly make fun of each other. in another universe, we spend every day together. in another universe, we actually talked to each other, like we planned. in another universe, we still are in contact, and our plans actually went through.

And you better take off your shoes at the motherfcking door.

Y’all think I can have a boyfriend by Valentine’s Day?

It’s possible but you gotta like somebody in the next couple days

Damn. Let me turn my Likeness Meter up.

I’ve reached the “I don’t have the energy to feed into that” era.

Once you master self control and detachment nobody can phase you.

I wish my mom was here so I could take her to see The Color Purple.

I don’t think someone who loves you will watch you struggle