So the other day, my brother picked the lock to the bathroom while i was showering and left it open. Today, my brother was taking a shower and i got him back. I picked the lock and threw the door wide open. My brother, trying to be funny, kept calling my name wanting me to look in the bathroom so he can show me his ass. As he was calling my name, i quietly pulled my mom out of the kitchen (where she belongs) to see. I say “What did you want me to see?” and of course he shows his ass, but instead of me looking, i tell my Mother Goose to look in the bathroom. She wasnt happy when she saw his hairy ass. She yelled out “PINCHE COCHINO PENDEJO!” LOLOLOL funniest shit ever!
HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU BE PARALYZED BY ANOTHER PIKACHU? YOU ARE MOTHER FUCKING PIKACHU. SON OF A BITCH. YOU FUCKING SUCK. THE ONLY REASON WHY I’M TRAINING YOU IS BECAUSE I NEED YOU TO BEAT MISTY. FUCKING WHORE.
I miss you and I really want to talk to you, but I don’t want to be the first to hit you up all the time.. I don’t want to talk to you thinking that I don’t have a chance to be with you/. I don’t want to have all of these crazy thoughts. I don’t want to try and put effort into something that’s not going to happen. I just want a definite answer, is that too much to ask for? From what people said and from the thoughts that I have developed in my head about this.. I feel pathetic about myself. I really want to stop caring..
But i’m too stubborn to do so. I want you. It’s way more than just a pride thing now. This is now on a level that I can’t take control of. I’m not used to this shit. I was always the chasie, not the chaser. I just hope you’re not playing puppeteer and is swaying me around for your own enjoyment..
Get ready, pop it, lets go! Enter galactic you and me! Enter galactic you and me! I once used to dream of peace until I found you. Once upon a time, baby. I once used to dream so sweet until I had a taste of you. Once upon a time baby.
Lupe Fiasco ft Verbal & Sarah Green -Can You Let Me Know
“Yeah, at times like this I dunno what to do but to rhyme like this She probably don’t even know I exsist Can’t figure out why I can’t take this Yeah, at times like this I’m wishing I could be a little stronger than this Too many worries and pre-requisites Just to reach ya, just to be with ya So far, still so far apart, all I want is just to talk”