I hate sitting back and watching my friends make the wrong decisions over and over again….
feeling so out of place….to many emotions i cant even explain myself.
hmmmmm….thats hard. what a random question»?? lol
Sometimes a drink makes everything so much better… :-)
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
One of my favorite Poems!
You know what, yo?
you a bitch!
you should have a travel agent cuz you a trip
you should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit
but all you got is some fucking issues you fucking bitch