Fuck a plan. So many people with so many agendas and so many goals.
Who says it goes the way they want? The way you want?
I want to just make it up as I go.
I just want to make it up.
I just want to go...
Sad part is that this references pretty much every woman in my life.
Girls make a dude hate their life sometimes. The only consoling fact to me is that all these girls will get played more times than I will.
And that don't make me feel very righteous or nothing...
...but it is what it is.
Fuck bitches. Smoke weed. Make money.
I’d speak my mind but then we’d wage war and then I might lose. Or worse yet, you might lose.
Sometimes I feel like, “Tell me what you want me to do…and I’ll do it.”
sirenss: I’ve got 99 problems and I’m not dealing with any of them
Last night will be embedded in my mind ad one of those, “What the fuck just happened?! Should I have kissed her?” Nights.
My mom says I can hang at her place and eat whatever I want and I’m all like, “Fuck yeah! I’m making a beast ass breakfast.” Then she’s like, “Bring your clippers so Vanessa can cut your hair.” I was like, “Fuck no, I’m not cutting my hair.”
Far too many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be...– Gloria Steinem (via showslow)
confessions-of-a-teenage-fitblr: plot twist: santa actually brings you the naked celebrity you asked for and you have to awkwardly unwrap them in front of your entire family