Yeah, that’s been happening a lot lately.
But mess with something I’m passionate about and tables are turned. Mess with something I put time and thought into and lose my respect. I admit I hold grudges. I admit I could be a bitch. I admit I could be one hard-headed motherfucker. But if I’m holding a grudge or being a bitch to anyone, they should be the one feeling pretty damn bad. Because I’m not the type to stay mad at anyone or even want to be mad at someone. I give out so many chances that I laugh at my own stupidity to why I even keep doing it.
But mess with those, and I can guarantee you’ll wish you never did so in the first place.
“I’m not fading into the shadows, if that’s what you’re asking. I’m not going anywhere. We’re not going anywhere. It’s not like when the Bulls beat the Pistons and they disappeared forever. I’m not going for that shit. Come hell or high water, we’re going to be there again.” —Kobe Bryant
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Cause then I’ll just get annoyed of them.
Well, some people anyways.
