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happy founders day my brothers.

dating after 35 probably feels like you in a mall shopping for genetics.

romance wise, i got zero fantasy in me left, ngl. today, it feels like the chances of her being sincere over being an emotional terrorist with validation in her crosshairs is not only low, but counterintuitive.

big body parts

also, bad communication is one thing. carrying on while ignoring that you communicated horribly is another.

going back into society in a few days after a half a year off grid. hope mental barriers developed last in real time.

lmao, we are in a recession.

my obsession with perception is counterproductive. a normal tendency, but i have abnormal potential.

not being interesting or curious enough. ya boy finna settle 😔

i risked everything, lmao

sports betting???

people can change, people can heal

dr*ke does not need to be rapping right now. he needs to be in mexico on that ayahuasca tryna find himself.

2chainz the most wasteful smoker ever.

women weaponizing tears radicalized me too, but i'm stabilizing.

reminiscing on how many times the planet almost got blown up in digimon. shit was actually abnormal, lmaoo

i appreciate this more than you know

when a nigga always partying with a wine glass, it means something. i just haven’t identified it yet.

and real love.

i haven’t experienced any fake love for about 8 months now. it’s a crazy how desensitized to that we can become if we’re not careful.

i’ve been isolated with minimal interaction & intentional and now, at the top of the year, in my new space about to return to work (and communal leisure), i can’t see anything but victory. i can’t see anything but more money and clothes and vacations and energy sharing and successful communication

most importantly, my sense of self-value has not only returned but been enhanced to a point it’s never been. i’ve gone from voluntary boundaries to an all out fake gold allergy.

- took off 6 months to meditate
- secured housing in childhood neighborhood
- upskilled with (7) certifications
- provided refuge & medicine for my friends
- returned to consuming art regularly
- continued to feed my passion for fashion
- reignited my passion for dancing.

i used to be in amazura hitting the four corners. that actually crazy

the way i locked in last year to prepare myself for this year.

so tired of standing on business, but i will every time.

alright, like 8.5/10 times*

sigh, i need to watch one piece.

why y’all horny smell so poly? it’s not a bad thing. it’s just a particular scent.

it’s crazy; first day of january and people losing me fr.

i wish people understood holding their attention hostage is not the threat they think.