Stop looking so damn old! Fucking deceiving out here and shit, got me thinking you’re my age or older and your guys asses turn out to be 14-16. =___= Fuck off, make me angry cause I can’t flirt with you guys.
I would honestly love to be yours. Maybe, just maybe over this summer when you’re done with her.
I need a fucking boyfriend. No wait, I need someone, not just anyone but someone up to my standards. Someone who is boyfriend material but doesn’t want that emotional attachment. Someone to kick it with and come over, someone to just hold my hand, someone to have sex with, someone to cuddle with, just someone who doesn’t want the boyfriend title and all the feelings that come along with it. I just need a friend with benefit.
I really really like sex.
I am doing my best to avoid commitments, I don’t even want a nigga to have feelings for me because I know it will just make me turn the corner. I don’t want to deal with that shit, with that baggage. I’m just trying to have fun.
“I just want to fuck you so bad. I wish you didn’t have a girlfriend.”
(Source: kellyleighisme, via angelcasimiro)
For seventeen years of my life, I believed I was the “worth it” girl or wifey material in those kind of aspects. I know I would be a good ass girlfriend, a girl worth being tied down too. However, I attract so many guys that just love to flirt with me but never try to initiate a relationship with me. I was the girl who never flirted back, who always played hard to get, and always respected someone else relationship. But now? I am done, if I really look like the girl who is just good enough to play with then I will completely be that girl. Do not get me wrong though I will be that girl who plays without emotions, I will be that girl who cares shitless of what I done last night, and I will be that shielded girl who carelessly opens her body but not her heart. I will be that girl who is called a hoe, a slut, a homewrecker, and every damn demeaning word in the dictionary. I’ll just laugh though, I’ll laugh miraculously at those words for I will still have pride and vanity because I am not the one getting hurt. For I am “the man” now. The man who sleeps around and not giving a fuck the next morning. I will be the “ladies-man” because that’s all these guys look at me like, someone they love to flirt with. Well I’ll embrace it and disregard every single emotion I have, for I will be heartless and have fun. Thanks for making me this way guys. Thanks for looking at me as a piece of meat and is not good enough to be your girlfriend. Thanks for teaching me how to play around and become emotionless. I appreciate it.
Sincerely, a girl who got tired of it and is fighting back.
What we’re doing is dangerous and harmful, I hope you know. You’re playing fire with fire right now, and I don’t know why you started this. You could have totally disregarded the temptation look and avoided me, but the fact that you even went along with it and initiated it more you want it. Maybe it’s just that you really love to flirt with me. I’m just saying don’t try to fool yourself that you’re totally in love with your girlfriend when I know you’re tempted by me and you can’t hold yourself back. I’m not the one whose going to get in trouble here because I know my boundaries, but you? I don’t know, we can keep this on real down underground low, I don’t mind just as long as you can handle yourself. You say it’s all for fun and jokes but we might get ourselves too carried away and I know I won’t stop. I’m not tie down, you are. We have two months left, I’m not going to see you, your girlfriend, or anyone else for the next ten years of my life. I’m on the fast lane, I just hope you can keep up because truthfully I don’t care what I am going to do or say. I hope you can withstand the heat, get ready to burn.
Sincerely, a careless home-wrecker.
