Just let me me dwell in my own pool of negative thoughts and hatred towards everything right now. Staying positive is fucking exhausting, and I’m getting really fucking tired of being correct.

It’s called a changeover. Life keeps on going and everybody else has no idea. Have I been fronting for 4 years? Yes. Now it’s time for the part I’ve been waiting for…just watch. Just know I’ve been keeping notes ;)

This Week:

Going to the shooting range with my Dad and I’m gonna buy myself a gun. Then I’m taking out $1,000 to fix the clutch in the truck, gonna flip that. Buy whatever car I want. I’m thinking some sort of Jeep, Mercedes? Who Knows! Then i’m gonna go to PSU in the fall, i’ll be studying computers so I can start making mobile apps from home and start making software with Ricochet. And y’all thought I was this? And thought I was that? I just wasn’t trying to be an asshole like every other person flaunting their shit, but I guess it’s time to embrace my possibilities and stop limiting myself. Especially those limits placed by irrelevant ass shit.

I have a long way to go. I accept this might not be it, and it seems like I might be dealing with the same regular bullshit. But when does it end? When do I get to be happy? I just don’t understand…

Fuckkkk all that. I don’t play that shit anymore. I’m getting on heads, Muthafuckas are gonna start to getting their asses kicked. Heads will roll bitches. IM A CRAZY MUTHAFUCKA AND YOU KNEW DIS!!

nayx:

people get so surprised when i tell them i’m a descendant of the mammoth species but then i do my roar

(via goatinahat)

randawesomeness:

goddammitfenton:

if you ever feel bad about yourself, just remember this one time in my english class, we were writing horror stories and one of the girls wrote “it was friday the 13th, the night before halloween” for her opening sentence

Damn.