December 2011
5 posts
true story
I.DNT.SLEEP.TIL.U.WAKE.UP.
Been feeling uneasy lately but can’t figure out what I’m uneasy about.
I dnt feel Christmas this year.
I feel like I’m waiting for something big, like as a kid how you use to wait for mom to pull up to pick you up n take you home.
Money ain’t shit. Money comes and goes, but the time I get to spend with ppl that make me be easy come once...
lol just had a deep ass convo with myself bout the most random shit. And towards the end I think I was bullying myself and I called myself a little bitch a few times or quit being a little bitch… something along those lines. Soooo now I’m forcing myself to perfect my British accent -_- thanks to a little bullying from within.
it’s been 4 days now like this.. 3 in the morning and I still can’t sleep. since I’ve been back I’ve lost motivation to sleep. sure if I really wanted to I could knock out but the problem is is that i my need to no more. Sleep was an escape at the end of the day to do dream things different than what had happen. I’m not saying sleep isn’t for rest and you need rest n yadi yadi ya n all...
I wanna get this outta my system now while everything is still fresh…
First off, i hella remember the weeks before i left to philippines i fuckin hated the idea of it. “Fuck philippines…its bullshit..why do i gotta go..” I didnt think philippines wasnt about shit. What the fuck would philippines have that i wouldnt have back home, right? Someone should of told me to shut...
