Sometimes when it’s late I think about you. What could have been different. What would have changed. It hits me so hard. There’s so much I wish I could tell you. So much I want to be able to show you. But you weren’t there. You left. Not just left, but you gave up. The one man who never should have given up on me and you did. I blame myself sometimes. But it was never me. It was you and your fucked up issues. But that was never your fault. It was your dad and his fucked up issues. Funny how things work that way. An overwhelming negative or positive event can impact a person so deeply. And you went with the latter. But I still miss you. I hate you. I love you. I’ll always be waiting for the day when I get to see you again.

Rest easy.





I’m going to be completely honest here and say i wish this man had been my father if he was going to just actually tell me the truth like this.

This is the best life lessons I’ve ever heard from a single human being. I wish my parents had taught me half of this.

The one famous person that I more than anything wish I could meet and hangout with. On top of that he’s actually a pretty good rapper.

ladies and gentlemen, Killer Mike

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