You heard?
You might have been reading recent posts, and they might make you a little nervous about my mental state, and the isolation. i’ve been sequestered with my greatest enemy out here in deep Jamaica, Queens, my own mind, and i’ve had to listen to that little cunt try to tell me i’m not going to make it.
well i slept past ten today, and i woke up like “fuck that shit”. i’m making it motherfucker. you couldn’t even wrap your head around some of the situations i had to move through to get where i am. Don’t beleive me? well, luckily i’ve written nearly 600 blog posts about these very things.
you think i’m going to let a little transitional rough patch fuck my whole progress up? c’mon, man. who’s blog have you been reading? c’mon man, i couldn’t give up if i tried, i tried to give up, life would not permit it.
don’t worry about me. i reached out to anyone i could to let them know, “yo this is going to go south, and we can’t let it”. i cut some people off, too. there are roads my head could take me down that are absolutely no bueno. we ain’t having that, kid, fuck outta here. my head was trying to make me forget how ill i am.
listen, i’m trying to keep my belly full in a time where i gotta think through every $2.90 subway purchase, and more often than not i just duck the turnstyle. this is when i hear that line from that Freeway song “what we do” he just says “IMMA ROB ME A PERSON”. seriously, i realized the box of flavored oatmeal i need for breakfast cost SIX DOLLARS. what the fuck? i’m about to start stealing from whole foods, until my food stamps come in on the 14th. so please consider helping me through this: https://ko-fi.com/evr0ck17
Side note: you should steal from whole foods, that’s one of the most ethical acts i can think of.
