People are funny. The people closest to you are even worse. I’ll be good after a few hours or so. For the time being, fuck it
Lol…fuck this. Theres alotta things I need and this (among others) ain’t it.
This chick who I ain’t talked to in awhile was just saying “my fiancée says I can’t talk to you anymore…thats the one who called you and hung up, he saved your number in his phone too so dont call”
So naturally I said “lol…okay then, I guess”
This concubine texted me about two hours later and straight up said “can you stay on the side fa me? Just in case I need to talk to you sumtime? ;-)”
I didn’t respond.
Not only is that disrespecting ya man, but thats a disservice to me as well. If I don’t get at least a vast majority of you, then get the hell on. Fuck I look like being a married harlot’s sideline? I ain’t bout that life
So since my brother is sicker than he usually is, I get to make my money from being his home nurse till July.
It’s a bit of a win, but it’s a win in losing fashion. Either way, I’m going back to sleep.
Send…or i’ll send. Either way, lets send nshit.
I’m up here playing Spyro the Dragon…
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Welp…
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Awake as hell