My life so trash, I want the hos.
Gonna get this bread and work on my crafts.
No one give a fukk about humble ol Rozay.
Gotta shine to eat, I tried to be a square and just end empty handed.
No need to be sad or salty.
Turning this shyt to fuel.
I'mma do it for y'all.
Goodnight y'all.
I don't want the troubles of pursuing such industry nor the troubles that come along with breaking into it.
Happiness comes from within. I'm simply always chasing a high.
I already feel isolated and alienated enough. I can't imagine that magnified by other's perceptions and expectations.
As broke as I am, money doesn't mean that much to me. Literally nothing I want in this world that bad material wise.
What I want bad is connection.
I will still do music and writing as a hobby. I just need to figure out if I will continue school or build a resume/get certs.
After that I feel like I will still struggle in this life socially and mentally even if I make good money.
I thought of good deeds I'd like to go through with a nice 5-6 figure for my community.
I thought when I got older certain issues would go away but instead. Feels like nothing has changed too much.
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