no GUTS, no GLORY
im taylor.
trying to figure out who i am?
juss adventure through my blog.
bon voyage. ♥
im taylor.
trying to figure out who i am?
juss adventure through my blog.
bon voyage. ♥
you know what? i hope you’re happy. i really do. and even though you put on a good convincing smile every now and then, we all know you’re not. it’s like the only one you’re trying to convince is yourself. and it’s sad to see. REAL sad. you’re so young, and wild and free, and its depressing af to watch that slowly fade away. i mean, you’re only like what, 19? and you spend most of your money paying bills and buying stupid shit for a chick whom i’ve heard talks about how much she uses you. and you know what, i can honestly believe that by the way she seems so happy to call you her sugar daddy. like, even if she’s kidding, that’s not a good thing to call the man who loves you and puts you on a pedastool. i’d never call my boyfriend that because it just seems really disrespectful and pathetic. a relationship is a PARTNERSHIP, it shouldn’t be one depending on the other to survive, especially when you’re out doing your thing, and all she does is sit around, smoke your pot, and do absolutely nothing. i dunno. i just can’t believe the depth of the ditch you’ve dug yourself. you’re soooo much better than that. like, it just sucks cause i know you could be doing so much more with your life, and you’re not because of some lady leech. idk, its something that’s been really pushing my buttons lately. and after yesterday, i realised i can no longer go over there cause it urks me so fucking much. i know its not my place to say all of this, but everyone has an opinion, and i needed to get this off my chest.
(Source: giveyourlifestyle, via forshiitsandgiggles)