i dont like the games. i dont like people who try to PULL ONE OVER ON YOU. and think you dont notice. i dont like blonde whores with low self esteem who come into my life and attempt to belittle me. you never be-LITTLE me. dont flip what i say. dont use my words against me. dont think i fall for that. im not 12. any longer. i dont believe in LOW BLOWS. unless its the right guy. ///////////////////////////////// i dont like people who assume they know me. i talk a lot of shit. A LOT OF SHIT. but that doesnt mean that i mean what i say i mean. it means. I TALK A LOT OF SHIT. dont pretend to know me. dont pretend to think youre doing something i havent done. because. ive done A-lot. more then i even bothered to mention to you temporary friend. ---------------------------- i dont like girls who compete for attention. i dont bother. i know when someone/s watching me. looking. waiting. for the next word or action. i dont need to compete. i know. AND I AM BY THE WAY ALL EGO. cant help it. im cute. and when im out. i AM OUT-LANDISH. and if i notice youre paying attention. forget-a-bout-it. ill keep going. even more CRAZY. because. when it all comes down TO IT ALL. i dont actually give a fuck. im always looking for either a way to leave town or some disease or injury to die from. one way or another. ill find my haven. my situation. changed. and properly rearranged. because i always endlessly crave change. like some rabid dog on a hunt. for some CUNT. dont care. use words everywhere. even misplaced. --------------------------------- got a crush on a big tall boy. he/s smart where it counts. and is willing to learn. but like usual. this is passing. im in love with him. and i hate it. because just a year ago or so. i was in love with a boy who matched me perfectly. they always do. and he left me. for his gilrfriend and normal life. and i know he/ll regret it one day but not soon enough. and i always do this. i always have a new fixation. a new boy. because im just looking. and their either too busy dicking around/not just saying the truth/ornot getting me at all. and i dont care that/that may not make sense for you. im real not a writer. ------------------------------------- GIRLS. lesson 1. dont be fake. lesson 2. its okay to be intelligent. boobs cant hold a conversation. lesson 3. dont be used. lesson 4. be yourself no matter the cost or the friends lost. fuck them. lesson 5. smile. lesson 6. remember what you were like. who you became. and who you were in between there. lesson 7. when in doubt leave it out. dont bother to explain. let your pain or happiness be everyone else/s. lesson 8. no greed. shop cheap. spend $ on drugs, drink, accessories, and others. you cant hug a 1500$ purse to make things seem better. lesson 9. always remember. there is no forgive and forget. theres only live or regret. lesson 10. keep your head up. because even though theres sunshine there also comes rain. AND THATS WHAT IM TRYING TO LEARN YO. THE LESSONS IVE SEEN. ------------------------------------------ its in the middle of the day and i need to walk and ride 484567093476 buses to get my weed. how unlucky but lucky that ive got boys to watch my back and hook me up. but damn. i might make the journey later when its not so hot outside. word.