I’ma do me so hard I’ll get pregnant. Will I have another me? Nigga trick question.
Don’t you fucking hate it, when something in your past has been dealt with, and stood in your past for a reason. Then it’s brought back up into present time, and now it’s impossible for you to get rid of the thought? There are so many fucking thoughts that have to stay hidden, and locked away. Though, over time they seem to just leak back out and continue the insult to injury.
It’s so funny to me, how easy it is to forget someone, or something. Just moving on is such a simple thing to do. The annoying thing is failing to forget someone, or moving on from that person and never looking back. Maybe some things aren’t meant to forget, maybe you just have to stick with that person or that something forever. It’s probably meant to be your shadow.
Through these two hands, I feel so fucking powerful. Nothing can stop me. But once the new day starts, I have to start over, find a new motive.
This union, a battle fought and lost. This union, it’s not about the cost. This union, was never about love.