When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.
I hate a “send me a pic” ass nigga, a when I say I’m laying down he say “without me” ass nigga, can’t hold a convo but can talk about sex for hours ass nigga, ain’t tryna take you out but wanna chill ass nigga, “what are you wearing” ass nigga. Sick of these niggas