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still to trying find my self gotta ask help no one gives a fuck do it all my self. failure is not opition failure is part of the process just try not to repeat it to often i know I can not find my way home cuz my past doesn't live there anymore might find self in coffin too many toxins toxin relationship always end up killing one of the partners wat did I really do that got me so fucked up that I couldn't really move probly listened 2 yuh giving me nothing but doubt but fuck ima go ahead n ride it out. rather just smile cuz it takes too many muscles in yuhr face to make a frown. still holdin dwn still got the crown 4 my queen wen she comes back around! wish it was now but I ain't ready tho building my business portfolio. going where I've never gone b4 2 get the things that really i never had grateful that I had a mom n dad. everyone struggles it's uncomfortable gotta make the uncomfortable confortable wit pit bei.g bitter or cynacle wit out ridicule never identical telling me isn't wasn't personal fuck wat feel fuck yuh say idgf either way. I'm sick of my psst repeating its self I'm sick of being g addicted 2 livin n hell. the power of self got put on the shelf powerful word but really poor health wit out meth feelings are felt the moster inside is starting 2 yell harder 2 tell controlin it well still wondering if I'll end up n a cell. finally paid my debt 2 society