born again hooligan.

they call me nessa for legality reasons it is pronounced; ja-ness-ah. twenty-five. eclectic. obnoxious. single mother & college graduate. loves God. loves life. loves my cuppycake. kicks, cake & cars. digs funny t-shirts. saturday morning cartoons. ink. obscurity and a little absurdity. laughing. being a sarcastic wise ass. big words. friends. Whiskeytown lake; cold beer; sweet kisses; fat blunts & summer nights.

I have got another side, one I never showed you; the side where everyone is disposable.

allow me to allow you some clarification.

THIS IS A QUOTE, i didn’t write it, i “net borrowed” it from someone else who probably did the same. I have my tumblr posts sent to twitter, idk why - maybe i’ll change that, anyways….

ChooseyBeggar: some would say theres responsible & disponsible. u would say we r all disposable

dopenessa @ ChooseyBeggar i say that where there is absence there is need, there is always someone willing to step up where someone else steps off.

And in more than 140 characters i could say how every person is disposable and how at some point everyone would agree with me to some degree. It’s not saying that there are people i would never like to see disposed of (not just death, but in matters of life as well), i’m just agreeing that in our nonchalant and overly apathetic society, everyone can be replaced with a newer and cooler version there of what they used to be. A twisted version of the cycle of life perhaps? idk mainly it was just catchy, but those people in my life who once played an incredibly important role who are now no more than used to be’s to me, have been disposed of whether by my own will or by the events of life which are out of my control.