just perfect that what I was imagining like me and her dancing on passionfriut in a party with all the boiz and friends after the last highschool exams upcoming next week, having really goood happy time. DAMN i picture my self grabing her hands and she stands up laughing and we dance together, and getting over all the stress and anxiety we had those last years.. appreciating the momment that we are living , and i look around i see my friends dancing and having really fun.. YES i miss her and we cant even talk ..........BRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEZZ..............
Aye look man ik they always tell you it’s okay it will get better you will heal through time ik what you are going through I lost her once before and I will never lose her again and I need you to know brother you got this keep your head up truly you are a king and just grief is only a reflection of love 🙏
Tonight's the night. The big one. That turning point in your life. It's your highschool senior year. You decide you want to ask your crush out, planning to confess to her and treat her how you've wanted to treat her for the past three years. You want to ask her to the dance. She sits behind you in history and you two constantly pass notes. You text her, remembering that time when you, her, and a bunch of pals went to an amusement park. Happy times. She says she feels sick, so she can't head to the dance. You ask if you can come over, wanting to help her and see her anyway. She declines. The corners of your smiles start to fall. Your mood a bit soured, you decide it's still going to be a fun party, you and the guys hanging out. You step in your dad's car. Fifteen minutes later and you see all your pals brought dates with them. You recognize every single girl. You wave at them but they don't reciprocate. You say hello, one of them looks at you, then away. Your smile's gone by now. You have a melancholy feeling in your head and a churned feeling in your stomach. You walk through the gymnasium doors, greeted by loud music, a mix a pink, green, and blue lights, and the sound of shoes tapping the floor as people dance. You smile a bit. You can't feel at least a little happy that your friends have someone to be with here. You pace around a bit, wandering aimlessly, hoping someone would talk or greet you. Nothing. You start to feel a bit... cold. You step to the snack bar, drinking up about four cups or so of off brand fruit punch before deciding to hit the floor, disoriented from the sugar and fructose. You make your way to the dance floor, smiling an uneasy and unclear smile. Ready to dance how you would've with her. That's when you see it. You see her. Your crush. She looks as beautiful as ever, a long blue gown covers her body, and a flower is placed neatly in her hairbun. You start your way over there until you see another man walk up to her. Her face lights up. She never smiled like that with you. They exchange a kiss. For them, a moment. For you, hours. Your stomach now feels cramped and twisted. Your head starts to spin. You have to keep your own balance to stand now. You make your way to the gymnasium's bathroom. You vomit a pinkish green hue of vomit. You make ten paces before you slump down and sit by the wall in the far end of the restroom. Your vision blurrs with tears and your retinas start to burn. Every muscle in your body starts to feel sore. You punch the floor until your knuckles are bloody. You want to go home but you can't stop crying. Your legs are heavier than ever. And you can't cover up the blood on your knuckles. This song begins to play. Things begin to... slow down. The song sounds quieter. You hear things no other man hears. You curl up in a ball, wishing everything wasn't the way it is. You begin to beg for the days when you didn't know her. When you thought straight. When you and your pals just played Halo 3 all night long. Your vision blackens. You wake up to find three people standing over you. One of them your closest friend, another one is her. You can't bear to look at her. You don't see her the same anymore. Your friend helps you to your feet. You step outside to find the gymnasiums lights on. Confetti and streamers litter the scaffolding. Balloons roll around the floor. You step outside. You feel like you've lost something, but you've only brought your dad's carkeys. And they jingle in your hand.
Its a monday night. Ure at a houseparty and puking the hell out of your stomach. You've got a bottle of whiskey in ur hand. Ure taking small sips till u get numb. Gotta drink away the pain, fam... U get back in and a girl offeres sex to u. U gotta decline cuz u arent prepared. Now u sit around in a corner wondering why the hell u didnt prepared. Never knew i could get a chance to lose my v-card. Life sometimes sucks...
vibing-in-the-mirror-when-the-drugs-hit type beat
just perfect that what I was imagining like me and her dancing on passionfriut in a party with all the boiz and friends after the last highschool exams upcoming next week, having really goood happy time.
DAMN i picture my self grabing her hands and she stands up laughing and we dance together, and getting over all the stress and anxiety we had those last years.. appreciating the momment that we are living , and i look around i see my friends dancing and having really fun..
YES i miss her and we cant even talk ..........BRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEZZ..............
Aye look man ik they always tell you it’s okay it will get better you will heal through time ik what you are going through I lost her once before and I will never lose her again and I need you to know brother you got this keep your head up truly you are a king and just grief is only a reflection of love 🙏
Damn that's deep
Tonight's the night. The big one. That turning point in your life. It's your highschool senior year. You decide you want to ask your crush out, planning to confess to her and treat her how you've wanted to treat her for the past three years. You want to ask her to the dance. She sits behind you in history and you two constantly pass notes. You text her, remembering that time when you, her, and a bunch of pals went to an amusement park. Happy times. She says she feels sick, so she can't head to the dance. You ask if you can come over, wanting to help her and see her anyway. She declines. The corners of your smiles start to fall. Your mood a bit soured, you decide it's still going to be a fun party, you and the guys hanging out. You step in your dad's car. Fifteen minutes later and you see all your pals brought dates with them. You recognize every single girl. You wave at them but they don't reciprocate. You say hello, one of them looks at you, then away. Your smile's gone by now. You have a melancholy feeling in your head and a churned feeling in your stomach. You walk through the gymnasium doors, greeted by loud music, a mix a pink, green, and blue lights, and the sound of shoes tapping the floor as people dance. You smile a bit. You can't feel at least a little happy that your friends have someone to be with here. You pace around a bit, wandering aimlessly, hoping someone would talk or greet you. Nothing. You start to feel a bit... cold. You step to the snack bar, drinking up about four cups or so of off brand fruit punch before deciding to hit the floor, disoriented from the sugar and fructose. You make your way to the dance floor, smiling an uneasy and unclear smile. Ready to dance how you would've with her. That's when you see it. You see her. Your crush. She looks as beautiful as ever, a long blue gown covers her body, and a flower is placed neatly in her hairbun. You start your way over there until you see another man walk up to her. Her face lights up. She never smiled like that with you. They exchange a kiss. For them, a moment. For you, hours. Your stomach now feels cramped and twisted. Your head starts to spin. You have to keep your own balance to stand now. You make your way to the gymnasium's bathroom. You vomit a pinkish green hue of vomit. You make ten paces before you slump down and sit by the wall in the far end of the restroom. Your vision blurrs with tears and your retinas start to burn. Every muscle in your body starts to feel sore. You punch the floor until your knuckles are bloody. You want to go home but you can't stop crying. Your legs are heavier than ever. And you can't cover up the blood on your knuckles. This song begins to play. Things begin to... slow down. The song sounds quieter. You hear things no other man hears. You curl up in a ball, wishing everything wasn't the way it is. You begin to beg for the days when you didn't know her. When you thought straight. When you and your pals just played Halo 3 all night long. Your vision blackens. You wake up to find three people standing over you. One of them your closest friend, another one is her. You can't bear to look at her. You don't see her the same anymore. Your friend helps you to your feet. You step outside to find the gymnasiums lights on. Confetti and streamers litter the scaffolding. Balloons roll around the floor. You step outside. You feel like you've lost something, but you've only brought your dad's carkeys. And they jingle in your hand.
This was really good man
More more more moreee i need moreeeee
aye bro this from experience?
This was the best thing I've read in so long
If you’re doing this in senior year you already lost to someone like me taking your girl when I was a freshman.
Passionfruit but your underwater in a pool party
Bruh the difference between this and the comment above you
looking in the mirror to check in on myself because i’m hella drunk, do a little dance than go back out.
live would be so much fun if drugs werent addictive and expensive af.
this actually helps me put to sleep 😭 thanks man
sup Oniimaru
Billboard
Drake
Its a monday night. Ure at a houseparty and puking the hell out of your stomach. You've got a bottle of whiskey in ur hand. Ure taking small sips till u get numb. Gotta drink away the pain, fam... U get back in and a girl offeres sex to u. U gotta decline cuz u arent prepared. Now u sit around in a corner wondering why the hell u didnt prepared. Never knew i could get a chance to lose my v-card.
Life sometimes sucks...
monday night party that's cap 💀💀💀
bro idec if u believe it or not