I've been called a lot of things, but among those names, the one that stood out the most was B A S E D. I'm a quiet bomb, ready to explode if lit.
A Short Description of Awesomeness
I’m not a fan of his music at all because I appreciate music that actually makes fucking sense, but I love the idea that he gave me… Based Life is the Best Life.
If you’re the typical, cookie cutter female, you’ll always be happy because you’re be so ignorant and close minded. (ignorance is bliss) If you’re an original of a copy, you’ll never be happy because the commn bitches, the “mainstream” type of bitches will always try to get inside your head and figure you out because you’re not them. You are not one of them. Bitches will constantly question you because they can’t make sense of your attire, your speech, your common use of formal register, and disgust of music that practices the usage of repetition to make up for the lack of actual lyrics. (Gun Soungs-Waka Flocka) You do not belong…. You hear this when you walk past a group of these chicks…. But it’s not one of their screeching, ghetto voices. It’s your own. Telling you that you will never be accepted. You will never be like them. You will never belong. And then you hear another voice. It says “FUCK IT”. Who wants to be the same? You the fuck wants to wake up and have to think about what nay nay and keshia are wearing today? J’s and a Hollister shirt and a pair of Apple Bottom skinnies…. hmmm I’ll pass. I’ll take my V-neck, Levi skinnies, Toms and top the outfit with a cheetah print scarf and a cardigan, and a tailored peacoat. These common bitches….. They’ll never get me. Because they’ll never be me. And I’m damn alright with that.
My first time dating outside of my nationality and the fucker went crazy on me last night. He was from Haiti, and spoke several languages, which drives me insane for a man. But in the end, I started to think that maybe….. maybe he should drop out of college and check into a psychiatric ward….. Damn foreigners.
