so. i was just. beating myself down. no guidance. in a fucking corner. and im like. yo. why should family or friends egen care about me. if ik damaged that's my fault. but my lifes ben full of everyone that gave on, just for another. high. idk what. emotions. feelings. passions. jealousy. sexiness. cravings for nice shit. houses. land. jets. cars..... and i gotta walk where ever i go. fuck. im late to party everybody already having a blast when i was stirred up. with.... with, nothing.. literally. i got nobody. and no-thing. just me and my iphone 11. u know i was on the verge of selling my iphone? for a half gram of meth and its like... bro. wake the fuck up. it hurt so bad i cried at my dealers house. I'm sober. and i got a fucking phone still. otherwise i prolly would've went off the deep end. ... so. how was your day.
rabid rabit : i am fycjiinng blessed. and totally somedays it feels all too much ,trying to raise a bunch of kids that I didn't give birth to. I hate the meth epidemic!
I want all I can get , for myself and for these kids. and I day trade penny stocks and I hope. someday instead of always wanting for us I will be able to give these little peoples all they deserve...
somedays I realize the more I do, the more I show them that life is good and Then somedays the only thing I have to show them is just to keep their heads up and keep on keeping on. everybody, everyday has to "start from where your at".
stephwoj1 : now it's all about those blue's ever where it's crazy they.smoke them on the street corner bus's and now I can't even use a bathroom at a grocery store to change my daughter
stephwoj1 : I here you gus
rabid rabit : I don't know , what "blues"?