fuckyeahlakers:

gotemcoach:

#GotEmCoach

Faked the $#!* out of him.

fuckyeahlakers:

gotemcoach:

#GotEmCoach

Faked the $#!* out of him.

I was never going to post this on Tumblr, but Tumblr has been helping me out lately.

Being led on sucks…. Why? It just messes up with your overall pride. You give your most vulnerable side to that one girl, but you end up being part of her past instead. You start to question your ability to love, and you then feel the need to be a jerk to every girl you’re now interested in.

you start to question your whole being…. 

Thank God for having friends though, but I also want to thank Tumblr.

After reading my old Tumblr posts, I was able to find old, confident self again. I was too caught up with that one girl that I had forgotten myself. I forgot I was that “BOMB-ASS PERSON” (One of my first post -MY DAD TOLD ME I HAVE NO GUTS-) I claimed to be just a couple of months ago. I forgot about my passion for dance, school, and my seek for enlightenment (I’m not a buddhist, but talking life in general)… 

Im really writing this for my for my future self: If I was to love again, I want to remind myself to never change… Be true to yourself and respect your lady no matter what. 

“Since we all came from a women, got our name from a women, and our game from a women. I wonder why we take from women, why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think its time we killed for our women, be real to our women, try to heal our women, cus if we dont we’ll have a race of babies that will hate the ladies, who make the babies. And since a man can’t make one he has no right to tell a women when and where to create one” 
― Tupac Shakur

No matter how dim it gets wherever i am

frankocean:

I never quit working. I work in the dark cause work is light. I tell my work all my problems because it never gives answers i have already. It never edits without me. Doesn’t call me names. I give my work away, because it doesn’t cost me much. In fact i’m indebted. I work hard since life is hard. Death is a soft place, it can wait. But work ain’t love. And love ain’t work. For sure.

Never Underestimate Love

“Every high has an equal, measurable low.” - Ellen Hopkins


Believe me, that measurable low fucking sucks. If someone’s heart is broken, be there for them….They fucking need that shit.

Smh with all these music saying how our exes is only a drunk text away -___-.

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Art Dealer Chic Vol. 2

My dad talking to a hobo in Denny’s (Taken with instagram)

My dad talking to a hobo in Denny’s (Taken with instagram)

Practice.Practice.Practice #Poppin  (Taken with instagram)

Practice.Practice.Practice #Poppin (Taken with instagram)