Isa sa pinakamasakit na katotohanan eh yung isang araw pinaramdam niyang ikaw ang lahat sa kanya tapos pag gising mo para kang basurang iniwan nalang basta.

I hate the ghetto kids at my school.

They have such a low vocabulary. They use the words, “fresh and “like” or “fly” in every sentence to describe something. Like really bitch get a dictionary or stfu. 

DON’T get me started when the teacher picks them to read for some dumb reason. 

Inside I want to do this:

But outside I am:

Last week of school then summer. So I hope for the next 3 days I can tolerate their b.s.

Had meditation at the end of my last two core major classes today. I’m gonna fall in love with this all again REAL quick. Low’s paired with hella high highs, balance, love, and openess-that’s what it’s about!

It wouldnt let me reblog thought i reached my limit again...

But then it lets me :D i can keep tumblring <3