is it just me? i don’t think girls should buy hats. personally, if you’re a girl & you can rock a snapback, more power to you, but it’s doing the most when girls literally go out & start their own hat collections. if you wanna wear a hat, take it off of a guy’s head & wear that shit. it just seems more proper
a white guy says “nigga” jokingly around a black man, & it’s construed as racist, fighting words. a white female says “nigga” jokingly around a black man, & they could care less; they’ll share a laugh.
some people cry out “racism” when they are being sexist in a sense. makes you no better than the people that are actually racist
i feel like people only fuck with this big ass eyebrowed niggas music because of who he is. he released “i’m on one” like a month ago, & now he recycles a verse & gives the song a few new verses & a new beat & it creates the same damn buzz that it did the 1st time.
i’m not hating at all, because i fuck with the tracks, i’m just saying, he kinda got the hip hop game in the palm of his hands right now.
why can’t i have a conversation with someone without frequently having to ask “..wait, what?”.. or why am i hesitant to put my mind in a position where i’m gonna have to think? why do i find myself asking questions i already know the answer to? when summer vacation came, i think my mind decided to take a vacation as well.
i started out with a slice of bread, upon which i proceeded to spread some peanut butter. & on top of that peanut butter, i laid a layer of honey bunches of oats cereal, atop which i proceeded to place another slice of bread.
so basically.. i just made a granola bar sandwich.
happy father’s day, everyone. it’s just nice to be spending time with my family again. we all went out to a steakhouse to treat my dad for his special day. it was the 1st time i’ve gone out to eat with my parents in a really long time. i guess i don’t really take the time for them anymore, although i should. i’m just glad that i was able to give my dad a present & good company for father’s day. the only thing my dad said he would change, was my mom. she was being incredibly awkward & quiet the whole time we were at dinner. she said she was quiet because “she was thinking. she was around too much beef & it made her pensive”. 20 years of marriage & my dad is just now figuring out that large amounts of beef make my mom uncomfortable. that doesn’t even make sense, but it is what it is
no matter what approach i take, i just can’t seem to find the words to make you want to talk to me. i’m tired of hearing, “baby, that’s just not what we need to focus on at the moment” or “i don’t wanna talk about it right now”. a concern of yours is a concern of mine, but if you don’t let me into your head at all then there’s not much i can do. help me out, here