Mak

How I Met Her First off let me just say I met this person back when I was in 8th grade around the end of the year and I never actually explained how I actually met them until now. So enjoy. Also, my body is fucking shaking right now just by thinking how I met this person. So I'm in the 8th grade and it's literally like a few months away from our summer break and I'm in the classroom chilling minding my own business doing school related shit and I asked the teacher if I could go to the bathroom and she said yeah just don't get into a fight. So I walk out the classroom and head towards the bathroom and I see this girl walking past me and I'm thinking to myself damn shes cute and after that, I didn't really think too much about her and just continued to walk to the bathroom. So lunch hits and I walk in with the all the other students not really paying attention to shit cause back when I was in middle school I never actually went to lunch. I basically didn't eat...

How I Live My Life I live my life without a care in the world. I don't care to care about others or my well being. I just simply gave up on giving a fuck about a lot of stuff such as people, and life in general. I don't know why people keep having to think I'm sweet, innocent, and charming or whatever the fuck they wanna call it when in reality I'm far from all of that shit. I stopped being charming when I was like in 6th grade or some shit. So people who call me charming and shit make me sick. Cause if they really knew who I was they'd call me the devil the way I see it.  I don't go to parties, social gathers or anything that has a crowd basically. I honestly can't stand being in a crowd full of people asking me how I've been and what my future plans are. Like can I just live my life without actually thinking about those two things? Cause last time I checked I was suffering from PTSD and DEPRESSION on a fucking daily. So you asking me how I'm doing ...

The Real Me I'm going to be explaining 50 details about me & Hopefully some of y'all will understand me a little bit better I don't fucks with trumps bitch ass I fucking hate people that bring up my past I like being left the fuck alone about every day I'm anti-social as hell I'm anti-religious as hell I didn't really give a fuck about my actions in school. Kinda just said fuck the rules and did me without hesitation. I don't care about most people that I meet. I simply just don't make time to give a fuck about others. I ignore/cut off people from my life that I find irrelevant I don't have time for people and the beef that they have with me cause I'm pretty sure I can go to Walmart and get some beef there for less drama. I don't answer phone calls. I mostly just block everyone who calls me. If I need to get in touch with someone I simply just text them If your name isn't in my phone I find your ass fucking ...

I understand that I'm not going to live forever. So why must people around me have to make it seem as if I'm just wasting my life away? All I'm doing is simply just living my life so how bout y'all hop off my dick and go try doing the same and stop worrying about the little shit and focus on yourself. People that think just because they're talking hella shit about me in a negative way it's somehow going to provoke me to react is irrelevant. Got neighbors pissed or whatever the fuck at me cause I play music that has "explicit" language or whatever the fuck in it. But last time I checked I owned my 4runner and I don't pay monthly for it so I mean you arguing about my music and what words are said is pointless to me. Cause bitch I'll just turn the volume up even more! I honestly wish people would stop thinking that they own others/have to give a fuck about what they do, say, or play. People to me are a fucking waste of time and I don't even ha...

People who are insecure about themselves and try to put it on me have serious fucking issues. I don't wanna call out any names but holy fuck my dude get your shit together. Got this dude supposedly "threatening" me over basically nothing, zero, zilch. Telling me basically if he sees my ass in town longboarding or driving in my 4runner he's gonna fight me and I'm like yeah um okay. Like I really couldn't give two fucks about what that little boy is going to do to me because I really doubt his honda civic has enough gas to be in town every day. So I mean I basically just sent him laughing emojis to him on snap. He even had the urge to call me a "creep" or whatever the fuck but last time I checked his ass was cheating on his girlfriend with a downgrade. So I mean it's whatever in my opinion because the girl I got in the car with was supposedly his girlfriend at the time. I know he cheated on her because she told me while I was riding with her. So ...

So I visited my old high school a couple of days ago and for some reason, people still gave me looks like I had done something to them knowing that I haven’t seen them / talked to them since the day before graduation. So I mean if you’re still going to have some type of issue with me then man are you dumb. I guess that’s high school for ya. Anyways people think having some type of issue/beef with me is going to have me feeling some type of way when in reality I barely even know their name. So I guess they can just continue to waste their time while I stay to myself and be hella anti-social! I don’t understand why people can’t just accept the fact that I honestly don’t give a fuck about the past and just get over that fact that I’m doing better than them. It’ll make life so much easier and maybe one day we could be friends but until you stop being morons that continue to bring up my past that shit will never happen. I don’t understand why you have to be so stuck up and shit. Like can yo...

People want to ask me so much about my past and all this other stuff relating to it and I’m just trying to ignore them as if they never asked me anything. Why do I do that you may ask? Well, it’s because I don’t remember anything about my past to actually talk about it. The only thing I can remember about my past really is me getting my tongue stuck on a pole while it was freezing cold when I still lived in the orphanage and I have the mark on my tongue to remind me of me actually doing it. So I mean it’s whatever. I don’t know exactly what people mean by “so tell me about your past”. Like what about my past will have you amused when all I know from my past is that it was hell and abusive. Like I’m not understanding the logic behind it. Most people who have had a rough past don’t bring it / block it from their life like I do. If anything bad happens to me / bad things have already happened I automatically block it from my life and continue on with life without mentioning it to people /...

Hold up, hold the fuck up. I just heard on the news relating to the dumb ass fuck head who had killed 17 innocent people in Florida saying anyone who is 18 can buy an assault rifle but has to wait until they're 21 to buy a handgun? Does anyone other than me see a problem here? Cause holy fuck do I see one and it's a pretty god damn big one. Lawmakers DON'T know what the fuck they're TALKING about / DOING. I swear the government has no idea as to what it's doing and how the laws that they're regulating/suggesting is affecting the human race. We got people like the dumb ass fuck head who killed those innocent people being held accountable for having "MENTAL HEALTH DISORDER" or some type of MEDICAL BULLSHIT when in reality he's just a fucking "KILLER", "SOCIOPATH" and you think having that piece of shit walking around town is okay? If so then you might as well let all the prisoners out. Do you see where I'm coming from? If not,...

Okay, so I get to the mall park my 4runner in its usual spot. I got my longboard from the back and started going to target. Tell me why a person in a white minivan got mad, gave me the finger and honked his horn at me while his light was red and the way I was going there light had been green? I mean I'm pretty sure you're supposed to walk with traffic not go against it. I don't know if this makes sense but basically, I was going straight and his van was on the right side of me in the turning left lane.  Anyways... He honks and gives me the finger while I gave him one right back and I just continued to walk straight across to Cici's Pizza parking lot and tell me why he went from being in the left hand turning lane to being on the road I was only a few feet away from and turns into the parking lot I was walking on. So my instant reaction was "OH SHIT, IT'S GONNA GET BLOODY IN THIS BITCH" So I get my pocket knife out and just start waving it in front...

Is it wrong for me to think of someone who I know I hurt but could never say sorry to? I've been feeling like shit lately for a couple of days now and I usually feel fine and have nothing to worry about. But for some reason a few days ago I had gone back to some old photos from my school days (7th - 12th grade) and I had a photo of someone who I thought I erased from my life and got rid of all photos relating to this person but I guess I fucking missed one. I stared at the photo for like a half an hour just thinking about what I could have done differently while I was having calls, text, and emails coming in. But at that moment when I was staring at the photo, nothing really seemed to matter to me at the time. It was as if that photo had been the key to something that was missing in my life. I don't know I just wasn't really sure as to what that photo had meant / why it was still in my room. I even looked through all of the photos before I had put them back in there place a...

Why do people think I have to give a fuck about their opinions and the shit that they say? I'm done being everyone's puppet. If I want to post a picture that seems controversial or whatever then so fucking be it. I'm sorry for not staying good or whatever but me being good and being happy has never been my priority or whatever. That 's how people wanted me to be but not who I wanted to be. People wanted things out of me that I knew I couldn't deliver so they threw shade and hate. Which I understand somewhat but for you to make death threats or whatever is kind of extreme don't you think? People want to hook me up with random ass bitches but knowing me I don't care to hook up / have a one night stand with some random bitch. If anything I'd actually prefer to be with someone who I care for and would actually care to be around / be seen with. People need to get there head up out their ass and actually learn how life works. I'm sick of people thinking ev...