Jenny Congi
me right now.

Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.


I’ll call you bitch for sure
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me motherf-cker for long,
At the end of it you know we both were wrong.

But I love to play the blame game, I love you more.
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.


On a bathroom wall I wrote
“I’d rather argue with you than to be with someone else” (else, else, else)
I took a piss and dismiss it and went and found somebody else
Arguing harvesting the feelings, I’d rather be by my f-cking self
Till about 2am and I call back and I hang up and start to blame myself
Somebody help


You weren’t perfect but you made life worth it
Stick around, real feelings might surface
Been a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom gripping you up and choking you
What the hell was I supposed to do
I know you aint getting this type of d-ck from that local dude
And if you are I hope you are have a good time
Cause I definitely be having mine

And you aint finna see a mogul get emotional
Every time I hear bout other n-gga’s stroking you
Might say I hit you
He sitting there consoling you
Threw the money, threw the mud
Who’s provoking you
You should be grateful a n-gga like me even knows you
Now you noticeable and cant nobody can control you
1am and can’t nobody get a hold of you
I’m calling your brothers phone like what was I supposed to do
Even though I knew, he never told the truth
He was just gon say whatever you gon told him too
At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
Chuck dirt on eachother like mud wrestlers
I heard he bought some coke with my money
Dat aint right girl
You getting blackmailed for that white girl
You always said Yeezy I aint you’re right girl
Probably find one of them “I like art” type girls
All of the lights, she was caught in the hype girl
And I was satisfied being in love with the lights
And who to blame, you to blame, me to blame
For the pain and it poured everytime it rained

Lets play the blame game…

Things used to be, now they not
Anything but us is who we are
Disguising ourselves as secret lovers
We’ve become public enemies
We walk away like strangers in the street
Gon for eternity
We erased one another
So far from where we came
With so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing
Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely

Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.

I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
No, I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much

And I know that you are somehwere doing your thing
And when the phone called it just ring and ring
You aint pick up but your phone accidently called me back
And I heard the whole thing.
I heard the whole thing, the whole thing, the whole thing…

I did not think that anyone could surpass my love of rings.
jesusaintdead:

Bernard Delettrez

I did not think that anyone could surpass my love of rings.

jesusaintdead:

Bernard Delettrez

oh lord

what the hell happened last night, jenny is cray cray. Even more so now that i am speaking in the third person. My drunken state does not allow for smart decisions when it comes to my men problems. Well, this weekend it will be fun to see how it plays out, that, or it could be terrifying. Lets just pretend it’ll be fun.

fur and studs. cant go wrong. 

fur and studs. cant go wrong. 

stunning gold detail
unenlightened:

Marchesa F/W 2012

stunning gold detail

unenlightened:

Marchesa F/W 2012

Absolutely gorgeous

screengoddess:

Dorothy Dandridge

Absolutely gorgeous

screengoddess:

Dorothy Dandridge

i dislike

today. but it was also random and quite funny.

what the hell

i do not understand the male gender. also i am frustrated that twitter will not let me post tweets from my computer. everything is annoying. time to not give a fuck leeeeego. that is all.

ew

i will go vomit now. =/////

this weekend

This weekend was quite nice, had a lovely dinner with my lovely mother, than went to Cabin Five and decided to leave early to spend time with my pup. Went out saturday to Cake and it was pretty ridiculous, cheapest drinks in the city, but that was the clubs only redeeming quality. Spent today with the dog on the couch, then my momma and sister came for dinner and to watch a bit of the superbowl. Sad that they left to go back to Waterloo, super bummed they took the dog with them. Now I am going to watch the end of the superbowl, then the voice, and do a bit of homework in between.

Go Giants!