spobforpresident:

thatonequeerkid:

vandigo:

kimreesesdaughter:

nickionthemtittieswhenisignit:

nappyhurrdontcare:

kimreesesdaughter:

kimreesesdaughter:

On some real shit, I do not fuck with people who ride those boat things at the carnival. People who get on those do not give a fuck about life, they don’t care about you, ya mama or your kids. They literally have nothing to lose. You don’t care about life so there’s no need for me to fight you because you’re not going to give a damn about my face. 

THIS JOINT!!!!

BITCHHHHHHH. I got on this shit when I was 12. Wasn’t no bar, no protection, nothing in that shit. I didn’t realize until it was too late. You couldn’t pay me to ever get on this shit ever again in my life. We were in Landover, this shit almost smooth flipped my ass to Baltimore. No. Never again. 

12? I got on this bitch when I was 21 and had my head in my ex’s shoulder the ENTIRE time. Screaming like a bih too. Nope. Never again. I was praying to the gravity gods the entire time.

?????? All it does is swing back and forth???? I don’t understand the concern??????

centrifugal force keeps you in your seat.

Centrifugal force isn’t keeping me from crying tho

why is this so funny

suddenlyoranges:

40 years later, you return to this spot. You are much older and have made many decisions in your lifetime, but this is the only one that haunts you.
It was an impossible situation, an unwinnable conundrum. Even though you tell
yourself you made the right choice, you continue to wrestle with the decision. Perhaps, in another life, you would feel
differently. But this is not another life, this is reality. The reality with
the conclusion you chose.

“Is it possible to move on?” you
ask yourself.