this is soo true but pac was always a good hearted man bless him
His fucking words kill me inside. Hes so amazing
For the person who wants to kill the shit out of somebody.
The knife is in case I don’t kill you with the six bullets first.
the Apache Revolver, ladies and gentlemen
What the shit?
*on my deathbed*
nurse: do you have any last words
me: i………..regret……being so……m…..mean………and heartless…………….
*the light goes out of my eyes*
*a small piece of paper falls out of my hand*
*the paper says one word only*
Was going through my twitter last night, to find a picture i posted of my birthday last year, and stumbled upon all these unwanted emotions. Pictures of conversation, of us, tweets about how happy I was, and i thought “god, how was i so dumb not to see what was happening”.
To have thought everything was rainbows and lollipops, how was i so blind. It got me so worked up.
But i cleaned it. I deleted the pictures, erased the memories, and after doing that, i felt so much better. It was like that’s all i needed to do, that that was the one thing i needed to do, to forget you.
And although you were a lying cheating scumbag, i do wish you the best. Because regardless of how we ended, at one point, it was a really joyous time for me.
It’s my first time writing about you, since the break up. I never felt the need to. But, now i know, that sometimes, you just need to say the things you want to say, in order to grow. In order to completely move on.
And now i have, although this post may say otherwise. But now i have come to terms that, it feels wrong, it probably is.