ill fucking kill you bitch if you don't stop talking shit behind my back you dirty tart. You be suck all sort of dick my boy and I gonna expose your bitch ass if you don't stop. maybe ill brake your fucking family's knees in. I'm not going to fuck around anymore you fucking dirty ass bitch, another thing you owe me money you hoe. bitch I got niggas that are willing to beat your ass.........
Find me in the ashes of death and lets rise together as one breath I plead to be forever yours, I never want to let you go cause you give me a reason to live without regretting the past fight, I've a heavy heart you complete me, cause I've nowhere else to go, you make
This is a monologue we've been working on in class, it feels too much like a story, but I'm not sure. I'd like some pointers on what I could do, or just some corrections straight up would be nice, thank you!
If you grew up with white boys Who only look at black and Puerto Rican porno Cuz they want something that their dad don't got Then you know where you're at Mortaring your ear holes shut In a rush with wet coke In a Starbucks bathroom with the door closed On booze some left in residue and
Hey, how are you all doing out there ? Well, me I have just been trying to stay healthy and keep my head high so I can make it back to the only thing I have and that’s you all “my family”. I try not to think
She like to fuck me, suck me, suck then fuck me I'm the ice cream man, she chunky monkey She like to fuck me, suck me, suck then fuck me I'm the ice cream man, she chunky monkey She like to twirly swirly, in my vanilla coupe She like my sugar cone seats I just
I pull up and fuck your daughter, sike nah let me stop. I ain't 21 Savage and I ain't Lil Yatchy,
Nigga touch my gang we gon turn this shit to Columbine Ice on my neck cost me 10 times 3 30, 000 dollars for a nigga to get flee I just hit Rodeo and I spent like 10 Gs I just did a show and spent the check on my mama When I go on
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious
If my walls could speak, they would tell sad stories' they would tell of times with love and heart break, anger and misery.
Abelard is sitting on his couch watching Lazy Town one day, when suddenly his mother comes in drunk and angry. “I just got fired from my job, and now i'm gonna whip you until you die, you useless sack of skin!” Being me, I stood up and punched my mother right in the nose, I then yelled out in anger”I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRAP MOTHER!” I then punched her in the nose in anger, my mother barely knew how to react, just groans of pain escaped her lips. Until finally she fell down, as I heard a loud snap. Abelard sits on a chair in his room, whilst staring at his sleeping mother waiting for her to wake up. She then wakes up, she looks around and realizes she's tied up and cannot escape. “Ah, i've been waiting for you to wake up, mother, abe says
"MALTHUS GET UP HERE THIS INSTANT!" A voice could be heard yelling down into the basement of s certain room in a certain house that contained a certain family. "But mom I'm almost finished with the game!" Said a certain lazy bum. "I don't care what your doing! You will help your father take care of this house as long as you are staying in it young man!" Said a voice that you may have guessed was a certain someone's mother. "Damn this house and Damn you, all I want is to be able to play my video games and to not be disturbed!" Muttered the lazy bum named Malthus as he shuffled his way upstairs to see what his father wanted.
The rain hits me as if it is resentful of me! The sun tries to sear me like I am the enemy. What is wrong with me? Why do they stare day after endless day? The people pass by, they stop then stare point and ponder. I can only wonder, do they know how much angst I feel? Would they even care? If I only knew how long it had been since I felt the warmth of love on the inside, I would tell you. I cannot say.
“Sounds like me. I have a little cash in my purse, should be enough for a ticket at least.”
On a Thursday afternoon ,my friends and I were supposed to meet up at one of my friend’s house. Little did I know that I would have to make a decision that would put my parents trust at risk. Once I got to my