March 2012
February 2012
I HATE when annoying children are throwing...
and I’m standing there watching
and the parents are just standing there all
When if that were my kid, I wouldn’t even hesitate to be like
I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
what if kanye west was less ambitious
d0wntime:
fireking:
silver digger
just one light
you can tell me something
strong
lost in the park
jesus sits
touch the ceiling
dirt from sierra leone
pretty good life
the lights flashed
power outage
walk away
n——s in paris, texas
oh my god