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it's life.
Life
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materialistic at times, y'know.

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Imma fighter.
i punch people and slap their ass.


Sunday, November 23, 2014, 11:16 AM

When am I not in a messed up situation? 

My future plans
Monday, October 6, 2014, 1:25 AM

I wanna drink and get drunk, and get super wasted and stumble my way home and still wake up under your armpit the next morning. 


Yes, I’ll probably end up in a rehab



Wednesday, October 1, 2014, 11:20 PM

Shingles on my right buttcheek. Hais life.


Saturday, September 13, 2014, 1:55 AM

I uhhhhhhh just wanna say uhhhhhh I'm fucking around. 

Littlest ambitions
Sunday, August 10, 2014, 11:48 PM

I'm not motivated to fight for the love of my life, plan my days out, plan my future, do anything productive. 

I just wanna work and sleep. 


Wednesday, August 6, 2014, 12:09 AM

All everyone is interested in is only whether I'm still talking to my ex. Haha nah. Ain't nobody got time for that. 


Wednesday, July 30, 2014, 3:09 AM

Dear you, 

I love you. So much that I'm not sure if I really do. That it becomes sucha surreal feeling. And each time you say, why you? I have no answer to that. I just know. 

But what I do know is that, you'll always be the most beautiful person I've ever met. 

I may regret this post. I may not. 
I may forget you. I may not. 
I may get over you. I may not. 

Who knows.

Love, 
Nabs babs.