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reblogging this for everyone to see even though I’m not a girl, people are disgusting omfg.

(via losing-allofme)

Mr. know it all 

well you think you know it all

but you don’t know a thing at all ain’t it

Ain’t it something y’all

when someone tells you something about you

think that they know you more than you do

so you take it down, another pill to swallow

Mr. bring me down

well you like to bring me down. don’t you

but I anin’t laying down

baby I ain’t going down

can’t nobody tell me how it’s gonna be

nobody’s going to make a fool out of me

baby you should know that I lead not follow

Oh you think that you know me, know me

that’s why I’m leaving you lonely,loney

cause baby you don’t know a thing about me

you ain’t got the right to tell me

acting you own me lately

yeah baby you don’t know a thing about me

Mr play your games

only got yourself to blame

when you want me back again

but I ain’t falling back again

cause I’m living my truth without your lies

let’s be clear baby, this is goodbye

I ain’t comin back tomorrow

Oh you think that you know me, know me

that’s why I’m leaving you lonely, lonely

cause baby you don’t know a thing about me

you don’t know a thing about me

You ain’t got the right to tell me 

when and where to go,no right to tell me

acting like you own me lately

yeah baby you don’t know a thing about me

you dont know a thing about me

so you go the world at your feet

and you know everything about everything

but you don’t

you still think Im coming back but baby you’ll see

you don’t know a thing about me

keep pushing

if you keep pushing my buttons , you’ll see what happens

I’m on the verge of cracking

I’m a broken women whose walking this road called life

keep pushing

and you’ll find out i have more to me then what you’ve seen

keep pushing and I will fall apart

but I’ll grow 

keep pushing and I’ll have another notch on my fragile heart

I’m not as tough as I sound

but I’m not as nice as I always seem to be

keep pushing

just keep pushing me

and you’ll see what you never should have opened

I’ll cry now and make you think you’ve won

But really I’ll come back w a vengeance 

so honey please

keep pushing

it’s be so long since I let the beast out 

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(via villenoire)

Keeping up with you could be my worst mistake I could ever make. 

You see my darling I’ve been competing for your attention when in reality it should be the other way around. 

I’ve read these fairytales as a young girl. Ones about these princesses and their princes. 

They always came to the rescue for them and lived happily ever after. 

Getting older I knew they weren’t true. But then I look around me and there are other stories out there. 

Of men who love their women and women who respect there man. 

These guys love their ladies so much they work out the kinks and try their hardest to learn and change some parts of them that they got used to do as bachelors. 

They worked hard to chase after their love, and made sure she knew she was more important then other things that they enjoyed. 

That’s what I want. Every women should want that,but most settle because they’d rather have a sometimes important role in a relationship then being single and alone. 

Not this woman. 

This women has been settling for to long. I’ve been settling with actions, thoughts, people…that list is way to long.

I know what I want. 

I want the man that first chased after me.

Do you remember him?

I know that life has gotten to both of us. 

That the past couple of months have been rough and we’ve been forced to change plans and ideas.

I’ve tried to talk to you, and you always say the same things. 

First it’s an excuse, then finally an I’ll try and work on it.

That’s right where it ends until I bring it up again.

Do you think that I like to continually repeat myself?

No I don’t. 

I’m already really tired of talking it out w you. 

It never goes anywhere.

I have to be upset to get more time with you. 

Do you think I like that?

No I don’t.

Do you ever wonder if it hurts me deep inside that you’d rather play online for hrs then spend time w me?

I don’t ask for all day every day.

I’d just rather not beg. I shouldn’t have to do that.

You say you love me, and I know you do.

Why don’t you want to spend time w me?

I have to ask you on dates now bc when I mention it all you say is yea we’ll have to do that then never do…that is a huge problem for me.

I have to beg you to cuddle.

I want your attention. 

I don’t demand all your attention but I’d like more then I’m getting. 

When we talk it’s like your not even there 1/2 the time. 

It’s really grating on me. 

Keeping up with you is wearing me thin. 

That is the reason why I seem like a b*tch lately.

I’m trying to warn you and explain what’s going on before it ruins us. 

You say your not a romantic but you used to try and for me that was romantic. 

You used to want to do things with me all the time. 

And that made me feel important and very loved, special and wanted.

Maybe it’s bc I’m always available.

Maybe I let you have it to easy. 

I hope this gets to your heart and not your head.

I didn’t write this to hurt you, but to wake you up to the reality of my heart and thoughts.

I love you and I want you to be the one that makes me happy for the rest of my life but I can’t keep chasing you. 

Keeping up with you could be the worst mistake I could ever make. It’s not me. I hope when you read this you remember. 

there is a battle and weather you want to choose to embrace or ignore it that’s up to you but when the end comes you don’t want to be left behind in the mess that Satan has already started to make of us by using our sinful nature to capture us, to chain and enslave us to him and not to the glory and freedom found in Jesus.

Adulthood is now my present town and I’m a new neighbor too. It’s not that great but it has it’s nice tendencies. I have been an official adult for almost 5 yrs ( since the age of 18). I have recently moved out and have started a new chapter in life, but I was forced to leave early when I wasn’t quiet ready for it. Didn’t have much in the saving or on a biweekly pay stub. I work and go to school and shuffle money around so that I can have enough to get from pay to pay. I like that I can now have my bf over and not have my mother down my throat. I can now drink when I wish (even tho it’s not often) I can come and go as I please and handle my own business without her nose in it. The things I miss our people caring about me in my daily life. I miss being taken care of every once in a while. I miss living some place safe, I haven’t felt that since I lived at MVNU. I miss having people around that I could trust and rely on. I keep most of my feelings in now bc sharing them with the wrong people could just make a very bad mess of things ( which I can speak of in experience)  I came them a try and realized they are nothing like the show that they put on when you are a visitor in their home.

Now everything is up in the air and I have no wise consul to look to too. They have changed their views of me ( or so it seems) ever since things had to change. I talk to my bf about this stuff but nothing is like having your best girls around you supporting you and letting you talk out all those odd, angry, sappy, mixed up girly feelings. I miss them and even tho we text and such it’s just no where near the same thing. I’m doing my best to rely on God but it’s rocky right now. They say everyone that moves out has some adjusting to do and I hope that begins to happen and I can relax a lil about my decision that I have to make now all on my own.

This will make me stronger but I wish I could ask people who have been through this and have seen their kids through it. But everyone seems so wrapped up in their own worlds that I’ll just let it out here and share some with the boy and one day (hopefully soon) I can see my girls and share with them what’s exactly going on. I like my life but right now it’s really stormy.

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 this is how i feel about my boyfriend

I was wrong. oh so wrong. I’m glad we talked and that we now all know what is going on and how much we misinterpeted silly things. Glad it didnt last and glad this made us all that much stronger. I love you both so much. Its scary leaving but I will be back to bother you. I know you secretly enjoy it. hehehe