what the fuck
am i right

I knew it all along. I did. I won’t say anything, though. I’ll wait and see how this will ride out. I know what I’m worth. And Jen, don’t you fucking forget it.

You get in this mood by what’s influencing it. Stop reading sad stuff on tumb1r. Stop listening to sad songs. Stop rekindling memories you know will make you cry. Stop referencing your life to movies. And, stop overthinking. Remember that state of mind before all of that? That was genuine. Insanity isn’t when your mind takes over you; it’s when something takes over your mind.

Don’t take anything for granted. Don’t expect anything good in return from doing greatness. Let whoever it is, or whatever it is you’re grateful for know you appreciate them. Acknowledge every little thing they do, and smile about it. Don’t ever, not even for one second, let whomever you Love dearly feel doubtful of your Love. Know they can leave you whenever they want to, and only the little voice in their head can voice its opinion about that. Expect nothing. Count your blessings.

It’s nice. It’s nice knowing someone cares deeply for you. Having a bad hair day, feeling like shit; it’s nice having someone think otherwise and take you out of that broken mood. Having doubts, then having someone reassure you in whatever it is you’re doubting. Always having someone to text, always having someone to confide in. Having your lips securely owned by someone and vice versa. It’s nice being told you deserve the world, then admitting that same person who told you that is your world. It’s nice. It’s really nice. As Borat would say, "Very nice!"

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my boyfriend has been compared to both james franco and johnny depp. maybe it’s because he has hair similar to theirs, or better hair than me, or both. but basically, life is good.

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(all-day long)

Late-night thoughts? To be honest, I can’t even blame it on the time of day anymore. These ideas, these moving pictures in my head…. It’s such a pleasant feeling knowing that someone thinks about you the same way, or as much as you do for them. Whether it’s in a complete, innocent way, or totally not. Fuck. I should have been born a dude, or something. The number of times I think of…. ugh. I’m so hesitant to type anything, because of who I know follows me. I try to refrain from posting too-personal shit on twitter; so, tumb1r is my getaway. But still…. you, you, and you follow me. Man, fuck. Well, shit. Everyone has a sex kitten (bunny) within them whether they know it or not. Whether that someone has brought it out of ‘em yet, or not. Never have I ever been able to embrace it like this, though. Or, enjoy it. Goodness gracious. I Love sex. I Love foreplay. All right. Good night. Sweet dreams.

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Déjà vu

Today in class, I witnessed a conversation between two ignorant friends. I’m not trying to intentionally sound harsh, but it is what it is. The one telling her tale was portrayed ignorant more-so of her denial of the situation; as she was telling her story to her more-so equally ignorant friend that agreed with her.

In Math class, doing not-shit, I overheard one of my classmates ask how another classmate’s relationship with so-and-so was going. First off, that alone is annoying as fuck. Being asked that type of shit…. I mean if it’s good, it’s good. Stay out of it. If it’s bad, why the fuck would I talk to you about it? Small talk these days, man… shit. Anyways, the girl being asked went on about how things were great, "…we understand our time apart, that sometimes we’re both busy, things are good…" etc. All sounded peachy until I heard, "…everyone knows we’re together, so I don’t see why labels are important. We know that we like each other, so? HA! Ya’ know!?" I couldn’t help but shake my head. I know situations are different for everyone, but I just. I just couldn’t. I felt bad. I felt really bad for this girl. I feel as if when feelings are mutual with someone, and of those feelings are felt grand; why wouldn’t you want to shout it from the roof tops? Why wouldn’t you put labels on it? I saw her situation as the sneakiest way to avoid a relationship. On the dude’s part. An uncommitted person’s way of running knee’s to chest from the situation. That dude was pretty sly, though. The friend of this girl completely agreed! It was insane! "Oh, yeah. I feel you, girl. Ain’t no body’s business, but mine ‘n mah baby’s!" …right. Got’cha. But in all reality, the girl talking about her situation doesn’t even agree with herself. She’s in denial. The only reason why she’s repeating this story as positive to other people, is to see the situation as positive to herself. A little reassuring. A little, "hang in there, be patient" type-shit. Persistence is key, but not with faggots that don’t know what’s good for ‘em. This girl is the only one that knows this. Whatever this is that she has with this boy is going no where. She’s too embarrassed to accept defeat. Yes, I feel sorry for this girl. But yes, she’s ignorant. No, I’m not being close-minded. I, for one can say anything and everything about this shit, because I’ve went through it. I was in the same, exact place where she’s at. Yes, my friends felt sorry for me. And, yes; I was stupid too. I guess it’s just one of those things that some chicks have to go through. I don’t know. I still am in what the fuck about it. My situation that happened about a year ago, that is. Man, I don’t know. I do hope the best for this chick. One day she’ll realize that-that dude, right there… he ain’t shit. She can, and will find better. And if it takes a few guys after that one; she should think of it in a positive way. One guy closer to The One. I mean, that’s what I’d tell her… if her voice weren’t so annoying. Scott damn.

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"never have i ever" …felt this way before?

No relationship is ever the same. Duh, right? The relationship you had prior to the one you have now? Completely different. You might have heard the same things, did the same things, said the same things; but it’s all different. "I’ve never felt this way before." -said to every partner you’ve ever had. You’re right, though. I don’t agree with saying something (in my eyes) so decadent and meaningful to more than one person, but eh. What can ya’ do? You feel wat’chu feel. No matter how many times, or about whom, I guess… I guess.

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This guy moved to Italy almost a whole year ago. He’s been there for me when he was never even here. That, to me, shows just how much someone truly cares. I know I don’t give as much effort to talk to you as you do for me, but I just want you to know that I appreciate it so much. I appreciate you so much. You really are my backbone. You mean so much to me. Even when you don’t think you do; you actually do. And, I’m not just saying that. I know this is bad, but I Love being able to know that you’ll always be there for me, even if I’m not always there for you. I’m sorry. I know one day you’ll stop, and I’ll deserve that, but just know that you’re wonderful. You’re my best friend. I cannot wait until October when you return. It will be legendary. Heh, we’ve got some catchin’ up to do, Mr. Chang.

This guy moved to Italy almost a whole year ago. He’s been there for me when he was never even here. That, to me, shows just how much someone truly cares. I know I don’t give as much effort to talk to you as you do for me, but I just want you to know that I appreciate it so much. I appreciate you so much. You really are my backbone. You mean so much to me. Even when you don’t think you do; you actually do. And, I’m not just saying that. I know this is bad, but I Love being able to know that you’ll always be there for me, even if I’m not always there for you. I’m sorry. I know one day you’ll stop, and I’ll deserve that, but just know that you’re wonderful. You’re my best friend. I cannot wait until October when you return. It will be legendary. Heh, we’ve got some catchin’ up to do, Mr. Chang.

basically, i need to slow down. must…. resist… AH.

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running out of 7th period like those ‘lil niggies that feel like their gonna be late to class just to see you.

but, you weren’t there today.

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have you ever pushed someone aside, unbeknownst by their feelings for you? through all of what you went through, and over time; you then realize you liked that person, too? that really, they were the one all along? but whilst realizing all of this, all at once, it’s too late? they’ve moved on? and you…. you just moved in? moved into realization of how stupid you were, and how much time you wasted for someone that wasn’t “that one”? that one you just…. just realized how much they really do mean to you?

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I know this is late, and I know this isn’t being said directly to you, but I miss you. I just miss you so much. If I were to list how many times I make up scenarios of you and I throughout the day…. shit. It’s just pathetic. It finally just clicked in the ole noggin, that I’ve always wanted you. I wish it would’ve happened sooner. Right person, but definitely wrong timing. And a matter of fact, the situation has gotten worse over time. And on top of that, I got a pimple on my forehead from last night’s phone call. So, yep-yepperz. This shit sucks. Like, fuck. Man, fuck.

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I’m pretty sure that since I’ve watched so many movies, it’s heightened my chances of not finding a dude I’d actually dig. Fiction or not, my standards are up there. I find that stupendous, because people should have standards. But to be completely honest, I don’t care about finding that guy. I’m sure I’ll care further down the road, no shit. But as for now, I’m not completely happy with myself. Therefor, I’m not ready to be happy with someone else. I’ll just continue to have my eyes on Robert Downey Jr, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Dave Franco, and Ian Eastwood. I’m completely fine with that. Ahhh, life.

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A “thank you” would suffice. Asshole.

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