sadillite:

all i do is sit around and eat and be sad im basically a more annoying version of a plant

I…I will never get old. Things get old. Food. Houses. Object. Not souls with no edges. Not souls like mine. And even when I begin to age, my timer will never stop, instead…my life will sound like a clock winding into place, whispering the praises of the lamb as it sets. -Chima.

I hate when people think I can’t fight or defend myself 

Just because I’m small, just because you can fit both my wrists in one of your hands, doesn’t mean I will hesitate to bury my knuckles in your face. I’ve been hanging out with 90% boys (niggas) for as long as I can remember so I can take a fuckin hit like it isn’t any thing. I’ve also had to learn how to draw lines because when people see 5 boys and 1 girl they automatically think OH. SHE’S A THOT. Just for that I’ve made sure I’m NOTHING like that so I HATE it when a boy touches my ass or my boobs. Now…I’m not uptight, I play around, I grab butts all the time. I have certain guy friends that I play around with and if one of them slaps my ass I’m not going to get super pissed, but if you a niggas I DON’T fuck with I will let you no I don’t fucks with you so when you put your hand on my ass or especially my BOOBS you lost your damn mind. I’ve smacked two boys this year, and you better believe they were taller than me and I still smacked the shit out of them. Not to mention, I stand up to boys all the time. I’m not the kind of girl who says HIT ME HIT ME and when a boy hits me I start crying. No. When I get mad at a boy, you’re no longer talking to a girl, you’re talking to my inner nigga. I WILL FIGHT YOU AND I WILL FIGHT YOU WELL! Yesterday a boy grabbed my boob right before last period, and I got mad a/f. I was like “Aye don’t touch me, what’s wrong with you” and he was like “Shut yo lil ass up. Bitch.“ 

Ha. Hahahaha. ok. He forgot who my lil ass is baby… 

HOW THE HELL DO YOU TOUCH ME INAPPROPRIATELY AND THEN GET MAD WHEN I CALL YOU OUT?! I ran up to him, I had maybe 4 boys holding me back and they knew I was about to uppercut the actual shit out of him. As I sat through last period, all I did was tap my pencil, and beat his ass over and over again in my head. Ten minutes before the bell, I packed my bag, took everything out of my pockets, and tied my hair up. When the bell rang, some people came out of their classroom asking what was going on and I just told them to watch. 

Yes baby…I made a scene for his stupidass. 

Note: Hanging out with all dudes makes you argue like a dude, I’m not a chick, don’t fuck around and disrespect me like I’m not gonna buss back  like a nigga would. 

Me: Aye (insert name here.) If yo bitch ass puts your hands on me again I’m gonna shove my foot down your throat you stupid ass cunt. 

Him: …What? 

Me: *walks by inches from his face* don’t fuck up. 

I walked past him and down the stairs. And yes, he apologized ten minutes later. I’m not saying I’m bad stuff, I could get my ass beat no joke but DON’T under estimate me and try to drag me across the floor

That will be the day the ground busts open and all-hell breaks loose. 

Bye ;)