Its 3:22 and I’m watching Pokemon. I got somebody on my back. I’m literally like leave me alone man. I got someone in my sights. I got payed. I went broke. I came back up. It’s weird man. I feel like so much shit is fucking with me. Lowkey. It’s an external force that fucks with me. I’m surrounded by it 24/7. Dad. Friends. I be thinking about giving up. However, last time that shit went down. It ain’t end pretty. At all. I thought about leaving. Never know how that would have went down. Prolly would be better in the long run. Then I think about what I got and say no. I’m just typing. Shit. Take care.