135. legacy
ears
a card game
piles of old letters and photographs
a joke about Richard Nixon
her nickname
lemon-scented soap I never used
that time I almost met him
evidence that they were here
before
seen from Philippines

seen from Egypt

seen from United States

seen from Saudi Arabia

seen from Malaysia

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from Singapore

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Colombia

seen from Bolivia
135. legacy
ears
a card game
piles of old letters and photographs
a joke about Richard Nixon
her nickname
lemon-scented soap I never used
that time I almost met him
evidence that they were here
before
Stills from Rein's Shoot Video
That's a wrap
"Tumblr Famous" RAP
I wrote most of this on February 14th. Yeah, wtf. Don't hate. I don't mean to cuss a lot, or start anything, but these are just thoughts.
So, one day I got a Tumblr, and I saw all these shit. Some people seemed like fucking hoes, and just fucking bitches. There's other people who blog, just to vent the fuck out. They vent out on Tumblr, cause they got no other route. So, people type up long blogs, about their thoughts, and feelings. Other do stupid shit, and it's like wow really? People log in everyday, hoping for new followers. Some people wish for certain people, like him or her. How do you expect to get new followers, when you're just wishing. People who think they're TUmblr Famous, are just wanna-be's. Just cause you got a lot of followers, don't mean anything. Some realization is something, that you need to fucking see. You ain't crap if you're just going through with the "hype". The hype ain't nothing if it's just stupidity, am I right? You can post a blog wanting to get more bitches on you. No one will like you, if you don't pull the fuck through. So pull through with your shit, not dumbass things. Like posting stupid pics, like I said it's stupidity. Get out of the bullshit wishes, and bullshit ass dreams. Stay the fuck up, and get into fucking reality. How many followers you have, don't mean any shit. So, stop saying you're tumblr famous, you ain't even one bit. Who even started that tumblr famous, stupid fuck. There's bitches hoping for followers, but ain't got no luck. There's bitches hoping for followers, just to be famous. You don't need so many followers, that's a fact that is. One reason people follow is cause you're probably cute. But being cute ain't nothing, but's it's the reason they choose. Maybe there's other reason, that are still legit. But there's hella fucking people that are just idiots. I see Samichann's posts, on my damn dashboard. There's hella fucking idiots, I wanna sock to the floor. But I can't blame them, for being so damn stupid. Most of them act like a stubborn little kid. I see bitches tryna hop on her unicorn dick. People wanting her to follow, it's just their wish. They need to realize that sometimes wishes don't come true. You need to fucking realize what you're gonna do. It's always the time, where it's the world against us. You don't need any fucking hype, or be tumblr famous. Being tumblr famous is nothing that you should even want. Many bitches who say they're tumblr famous, I just wanna sock. I believe in a different thing, not stupid bullshit. Grow the fuck up, and bring your stupidity with. I've seen people post a blog saying they want followers. I can't believe when people unfollow, bitches get butthurt. What's the point of getting butthurt, there's no reason. You had no followers in the beginning, to begin. If you get more followers, then that's a win. But it's gets a little annoying with all the notifications. People liking and reblogging, your damn blog post. It's like oh wow, am I the damn fucking host? Fuck no, I ain't even the damn business. I ain't even someone, that you should mess with. I'm pretty sure I didn't make sense on some of these. But I don't really mind, that's how I want it to be. One thing I hate about tumblr, is the ask box. Messages from anons, everyone gets a lot. I hate how people go on anon, and say stupid crap. This is part of the reason I am writing this rap. This rap goes to all them idiots, who are stupid fucks. I may not make sense, but I don't care, so what. But just be yourself, and just be true. Once they find out you are fake, they're gon say fuck you. In the end I'm going to say that I told you. But I'll say you didn't believe me, or believe the damn truth.
February 18th, 2011.
This is how my day pretty much went. It's not detailed much, but it's whatever.
1st Period-ROTC. Did conditioning drills. Finished all of them, so SGM did something new. What we did looked hella retarded, and it looked like we were dancing, wtf. Then we just did sprints, and yeah. 2nd Period-ENGLISH. Just read, and did some work. 3rd Period-MWHISTORY. Just sat there. All I did was just keep adding to my songs/raps. Music<3 4th Period-FILIPINO. Just did some work. Then, I just kept adding on to my songs/raps again. LUNCH-Was still pretty much pissed off. Sat in the ro. Chilled. Talked. Violita calling me into the range a couple times for somewhat no reason. It's whatever though. 5th Period-BIOLOGY. Just did some work. 6th Period-ALGEBRA2. Just did a test. AFTERCHOOL-Was just at RO. Messing with JV. Later, had a meeting/gripe for a long while. Sitting with them was somewhat just what I needed. Then, yeah. Chilled for a little bit. And then went home. And now, I'm bored.