You really out here thinking hoes is perfect but they probably farting into their hand and smelling it. Or real life starving themselves to look sorta petite.

The quicker you realize that everyone has their flaws, the better you'll be.

All the praise. All the responsibility. All the love.

And I still ain't shit.

Why don't you stop being you?

We have too much in common and I'm sick of it. .

So yeah, go ahead and rearrange your interests.

Fuck Society. Fuck Genetics.

How fucked up is it that I think my life would be 75% better if only one thing was much different.

One thing. So little yet so much. All the rest of my accolades and characteristics matter not. smh

It interferes with all aspects of my life.
Social
Emotional
Dating
Everything.

I want my legs, Goddammit!

It's like I have seen 10 trailers for this Amazing ass movie that doesn't have a release date.

Anticipation - "Track 5"

*Not on my part, btw.*

If ever you decided to indulge.. Free me. Please. It seems as the pages of the calendar fall, I find the possibility more plausible. One person being the perfect contestant. It's either insecurities, paranoia, or an oh so wicked combination of both.

**May be weird, but I can faintly remember this show where a guy would jack it to a picture of his wife and his boys found that repulsive. I didn't understand it before, but now it totally makes sense; for the same reasons I don't like pda. I know I have access to you when the time is right, I don't need to or desire to revel in fantastical activities.**


****Edited for the same reason "4 y.o. little boy" was edited****

FACT #1911

I take on a lot of external shit as personal battles; Complicating and dramatizing my otherwise easy going life.

TTL