My Nebulous Mind

21st May 2013

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Anonymous asked: she talks about how u post things to her on tumblr all the time. everyone knows u have a tumblr.

no they don’t. how would they?

20th May 2013

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Anonymous asked: It's someone very close to her. That's all I'll say.

Someone very close to her? That has a tumblr? Who knows my tumblr? Those all sound like contradictions

20th May 2013

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Anonymous asked: Does it matter who this is? She loves you, that's all that matters.

Well actually yes, it does. 

20th May 2013

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Anonymous asked: There's no way you can make her cry every day. She loves you and she's scared. That's not your fault.

The only reason you would say that is becuz this is her lol

19th May 2013

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i make my gf cry everyday. sigh… there goes everything i was working for

15th May 2013

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my story starts when i was just 4 years old

came to America cause my house was just sold

raised in a land, where white people rule

they were everywhere, I was surrounded in school

raised with American tradition

in a small town that was filled with superstition 

but then I came here to L.A. 

a persian boy who was raised the southern way

I didn’t fit or belong, not to any group

I couldn’t roll with any coop 

I wanted to be important, someone u wanted to know

I wanted to be someone cool, someone u didn’t want to let go

The media and movies popped images in my head

It was them that made me want to shoot lead 

But I was raised under a religion of love

But I lived in a hierarchy where everyone fought to be above

Society taught me, that power is he who controls fear

Like in the old ages, it was whoever owned the spear

But now its whoever was the most insane

Whoever that was in the biggest gang

I had a family of people that came from the army

They had made it so even the thought of guns alarmed me

But then i found something I had never seen

something i had heard of but never had dreamed 

It was a concoction of chemicals that created a scene 

That made the whole world seem obscene 

So I got into the drug bussiness to make some cash

And to be able to rise up the steps pretty fast

But one also had to represent 

we were all part of the regiment 

Fights here and there

For what reason? no one cared

All it was for simple hate and anger

People that would just put themselves in danger

Most had a fucked up past

but then why was I among this cast

Yes it was hard to grow up

But it wasn’t too bad, i had no anger in me to erupt

I just wanted some fame

And you could get that if you played the game

I thought it might help my insecurities 

I thought it would clean out my impurities 

Make me a man, one that women wanted to be with

And i won’t lie, i got a lot of bitches with that shit

A pathetic group of ill-minded people

Praying on the souls of those that want to be their equal

Those that want to be recognized and “cool”

End up wasting their whole lives till they see they were just a tool

My religion and family brought me the peace

Before i became deceased 

I guess u can just say i became matured

And from that, my future was ensured 

I banished away this bullshit culture

Throwing off the eyes of the media’s vultures 

All i ever wanted was some attention and to know im important 

No longer with such will i be accordant 

All i wanted was some affection and some confidence 

But fuck all that shit, good riddance 

I just wanted someone to run after me

I just wanted someone to accept my plea

15th May 2013

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Anonymous asked: Whats ur gf like?

um well im quite exausted for a full length in detail answer. so im gonna use her simple common man term. and say: “she’s amazing” lol