Few years ago I was down bad...found out the lil one wasn’t mines, missed my grandma and dads funeral while locked up, lost my job, car, apt. all at the same time. shyt was rough. I’m going through some shyt now, but it’s not as bad as it was, or could be. I know there’s a light at the end of this tunnel. I just can’t see it yet. I never talk to anybody about my problems tho. I just ball it up and push it to the back of my head.
I’m good tho

I’m good tho



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