I don't think you can control how you feel about someone. Maybe you can try to stop yourself from getting attached, but let's face it. Once you fall, you're trapped. A part of you will always linger on and think about the person even when you're doing it unconsciously.
Those people who replace their Gs with Qs. Lol your “cryinq”? Who’s crying ink? It sounds and looks retarded cause the g is 10 feet away from the q on the keyboard. Even thru text its not close….well kind of but thats besides the point. On a side note I like how my phone side scrolls to let me see what I type on here….it looks cool when it does it…. Like a typewriter. Im findinq myself attempting to write more just so I can see the transition….tis guite cool lol
didnt know you, knew your brothers alex and stu, they were two of the funniest guys i knew at memorial along with the others like kilgore, perry, lorenzo, jimmy jus to name a few. your brothers were funny, everyone enjoyed hearing a joke from them. even the most stuck up teachers like rouch….okay maybe not her cause she was a bitch. but still didnt know you man but i regret it if you were even half as similar as your brothers. Rise If Possible Mike Coyle. you will be missed.
i looked this woman….in the windows of her soul….and you wanna know what i said? i said……O.o……o.O….i said…BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH. oh you really said that? yeah! it aint nothin’ but a thannnng! lmao Key and Peele is hilarious.
“I curse the life of any man who kills Benevolent ones, I never asked to be the messenger But I was chosen to speak the words of every African slaveDumped in the ocean, stolen by AmericaTortured, buried, and frozen written out of the history booksYour children are holding, internally bleeding, cold bloodedStripped of emotion, I go through the motions, but there’s noLife in my eyes, it’s li ke I’m hooked up to a respiratorWaiting to die, hooked up to the fucking chairWaiting to fry, sooth in electrocution currently usedIn my execution, producing thoughts at the speed of lightBurning confusion, I’m loosing my sight, breathing is tightThe evening is white, I made my peace with the Lord and now IStand on his right.”—Internally Bleeding - Immortal Technique