#RPP

A song for all these thots and hoes :)

Too much or nah? 😗😂😐

And Lincoln said unto other presidents of the past "I was chosen as the penny because it'll only ever be ONE Lincoln hoe!"

Today is a good day 👌

I dont remember her name but when i fucked that bitch i called her cutie #ThatsIt

Chocolate 😍👅

At the end of we the day, we all just #AWorkInProgress

I'm baaccckkk tumblr 😄😂

Were did i put it? I know it left it around here somewhere. Its not in my closet, its not in the car, or that cabinet over there. I always used to keep it by me, Beside or even inside me. To misplace something you keep close as a cherished lockit, makes about as much sense as drowning while flying. I mean as time has passed, i've about grasped where it was that i left it. I just think to myself where has then been a day i havent kept it? I thought it was on me all this time, Maybe that thought was a figment of my mind. I'm sure i never strayed from the line, Maybe i just got lost in time. At a stand-still but feel as if i move. But to the world or actuality there is not a thing i do. I was not taught to sit on my ass, but i wasn't really taught to run a mile neither. Although GOD blessed me with a heart to dream, and will to be my brothers keeper. I am a speaker and a listener. A writer and an actor. My realization has awakened, Now its time to focus on factors

I think too much, i cant help it. I care too much, i cant help it. I feel too strongly, i cant help it. I feel so lonely, i cant help it. My mind tells me many different stories a minute. So many i never remember my last thoughts beginning. I strive for a point of tall standing in the ending But constantly I feel hurt as if i need admittance. I admit, i am not what i may seem. For i feel often i don't live up to the pre-image people conceive. See the feedback i receive makes me believe their is a need for change, but GOD on makes bills. Maybe drugs will add a smile and chuckles, but im only used to pills. My inner me says to the outer me "quick being stupid and let me out!" My outer me say okay, but it feels like the door shut right back close soon as i open my mouth. Its really a trip, down a stairway that feel long as heavens. Last i think i really spoke from my heart, i was 11. Oh life and maturity, why do you whip me more with time? Why can i smile when i frown in my mind? Why can i jump but only be satisfied with flying? Why do i doubt and not truly love what is mine? I think too much, i cant help it. I care too much, i cant help it. I feel too strongly, i cant help it. I feel so lonely, i cant help it.

Been a LONG time but im back tumblr. Look forward to poetry and random post #savage

Guy: i'll stop staring at them when they stop staring at me

Need a singer to sing the chorus on this

I will follow back. Lol