I always look at boy hoodies/sweatshirts when I am shopping.

If only me and my dad were closer. I would come to him for advice about guys. But, all we do is make fun of each other and argue sometimes.

Damn I really am violent today. My whole blog just says it all by the shit I reblogg. That shit is CRAY. ~

I hate when my boys think its okay to say i’m cute. I know I am, but nigga you making shit akward. 

I could go for a blunt or a drink right now on the rooftops. 

Shout out to my boys for always being down to listen to me. Honestly, my real homies and all you sleezy females who only think about yourself, you can just go fuck yourselfs.