I am a mistake maker.
I keep the toxic ingredients in my back pocket.
Ready to be joined at anytime to stir up a contreversy of mishaps; all ripe.
Clocking my own movements, I’m done for.
Before I know it, the mistakes are freshly made, devoured, and spit back into my face as if it was someone else who created it.
Now me, the maker left with the salty mistake dripping into a pool around my feet.
If you let the bad things stop you, you’ll never be around to see the good things.
Okay so now I have to remove my own name from my tumblr???
I hate when some one follows me and I dont follow them back so they search and find me on facebook. As if I’m suddenly blind when it comes to my friend request and they’re using the same exact defualt as they’re icon.
O_o go away…