5 months already? Dang, and what an amazing 5 months it has been. I still remember that text you sent me on November 7th, 2011, telling me that you miss me and that you would want to give “us” a try if I was down to. If you think about it, you would’ve probably never sent that text if I hadn’t written that post on tumblr professing that I miss you and want to give “us” another shot. We both took a hug leap of faith, but hey, look where we’re at now. Bestfriends, lovers, soulmates. I love you, cutie cake, and I always will. Don’t you ever forget it. Besos ❤ @krzt33n / @kkkkristine (Taken with instagram)
So my friend found my tumblr awhile back and talked to me about it at school; he said, almost exactly, “Hey Ricky, I found your tumblr and you just hate the world don’t you?” Yes and no. I have a great life, but the way things process through my mind are never exactly good. I always seem to ignore every good aspect of anything and focus more on the negatives, no matter how small. Well fuck, it really sucks. The littlest shit sets me off, I swear.
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Girls, if you have EVER referred to one of your girl friends as a bitch, don’t you dare get mad over my usage of the word. I swear, bitches be trippin.
I cannot handle this
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Ok, going for a walk.
A long one.
Holy.
Shit.
I’m just saying.
Hey pretty lady, today marks 3 months of blissful togetherness. Honestly, within these past few months, you’ve made me as happy as I could ever be. You truly redefined the meaning of the word “happy” for me. I can’t possibly think of a better way I’d spend those previous 3 months; I sure am glad that they were spent with you. You’re an amazing person and girlfriend. Love you, cutie cake. Always will. @krzt33n / @kkkkristine (Taken with instagram)
So I was at FHS today for district showcase, right? And when the performances were over and all of the schools were cleaning up and stuff, I was trying to find Kristine through the huge crowd. I was stopped by this group of girls and guys for a little because xylophones and drums and shit were zooming by. I heard “what’s your name” from behind me several times, but I didn’t think anything of it because, you know, there’s a whole bunch of people in there; what’re the odds that it would’ve been me she was talking to. After like the fourth time, I hear “WHAT’S YOUR NAME?” from seriously one inch behind my head. Hellllllllla loud too man. I didn’t even turn around. I just thought to myself, “this bitch really yelled at a nigga.” I just walked off because I assumed the bitch was crazy for yelling at people she’s never met before.
She was crazy man, I’m telling you.
Yes.
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How to make sure you annoy the fuck outta your teacher? Have Hashim, Terry, and Garrett in the same class.
