& all of these emotions are pouring out of me

18th March 2011

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FUCK CRACKERS

22nd February 2011

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The only company I have left

Hi Kobe, what a fitting role for you to be in a city full of stars. None can really shine as bright as you.

Hello LeBron, things are really heating up in the eastern conference. Each drive to the basket seems to cool your opponent from thinking of a second half comeback.

Welcome Carmelo, sad thing to see the Nuggets’ fans get a knot all in there Knickerboxers on your wanting to join the tall & talented Stoudemire. Make it there, you can make it anywhere.   

Hey, don’t think I forgot about you number 1 on the Miami roster. Everyone can’t seem to squash the Bosh. Doesn’t seem to Wade you at all. 

Does anyone notice how Rose is leading the run of the Bulls to charge the conference standings? Last time I saw the crowd that hyped was for “Your Airness” 

Howard, it’s time to work some Magic & be the leader everyone looks for you to be. It takes more than just the wave of a wand to be in the talks for championships.

What’s up Rondo? Way to River Dance across the competition, your team isn’t old as much as they are championship tested & proven. Garnett with his Irish-like trash talking, Pierce & Allen leaving the league green with envy. 

Dirk, how’s that knee doing? Your team suffered without you, in a team full of Mavericks you showed without their lead stallion they can trot back to the bottom of the league.

Hi Duncan, yeah your numbers have lowered but so have your minutes, only number is your age but it doesn’t slow you one bit. 

 Hopefully, for years to come you’ll be there NBA.

22nd February 2011

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Hello tumblr,

How I miss writing what’s on my mind. Well unfortunately my problem with falling for girls continue to persist. I try and remain optimistic but all the false hope I give myself by staring at my phone & hoping for her to text is crushing when I lay my head on my pillow to descend into a world I wish I could stay forever in. I do love myself even if the worst is to be said about me. It would however help if I had someone to stand by my side and tell me I’m not as big an asshole as I’m made out to be, it’d be even nicer if I could hold them & call them mine. I’m missing a woman’s touch but it seems that my reputation as a “dog” has tainted my last hope in the school. As the days pass, the thoughts grow darker. Into a place where I do not wish for them to be. No comfort to find in friends, no one understands. I’ve only had one girl to really understand who I am, but chances are she fell out of love with me. Nothing left to lose, not even sanity. A lot of people don’t understand what it really is to lose it. Waiting to be provoked, trying not to tell anyone what you think out of fear of isolation, disconnection, indifference to people, going through the motions of caring without actually feeling it. Embracing the villain role is all I have left. I don’t want pity, I hate your pity.  

17th February 2011

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Ira

I guess what people have to say about me matters. I don’t care if people talk about me at all, you’re opinions are all minimal. Talk about me like any of you know me, assume that you know all my motives & incentives. But please at least give me a chance for joy. Don’t go up to the person I really dig & manufacture stories on how I’m a dog. How I apparently I’m insanely odd, I know I don’t fit in. That I’m an asshole? If you all want an asshole, you got it. You guys want someone to play the bad guy? Make way because you’re about to see the results you all wanted. Obviously the nice guy is a tiring role, I’m going to give you something to call me an asshole for.