Thursday, February 20, 2014

Before I even turn one, I'm completely over this shit. This stage anyway.
I am currently getting about 40% of what I bargained for. Nah, 33%. That's serious failure right there.

Ain't no sense in complaining.
Don't nobody wanna hear that shit.

The worst part though, is that I live most of my life like that and whenever I am looking for just a little slack, a little affirmation that "yeah, you really are going hard. I feel for you," I get a "yeah, that's life. I'm doing such and such so you gotta make sacrifices" or a "better deal with that shit". Am I that much of an asshole to where I don't dish out sympathy so I don't receive the slightest resemblance of it? And I'm not even looking for sympathy.

shit only makes me colder, yo.
Nigga just wanna experience the warmth. fuck.

Will I ever know

what it feels like to lean on someone else? Will I forever feel the pressure to be perfect and the upstanding citizen for everyone?

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Someday soon I'll type my word vomit and post it.

Real Soon.
I just wanna smoke weed 
and sip lean
by the quart.

2014. YOD

Year of Deception