I'm going to get some clothes made for me. It's time to get back on track. I was so fukking sad for so long I didn't want to look like the old me.
It's time to look perfect everyday again. I grinded for almost two years. I got this promotion in the bag. I got two raises. And I'm feeling good again.
I have 4 custom shirts already. This time around I'm going to get 6 made so I have ten. I'm going to get two polos and four button downs. I haven't seen my tailor in a minute. She's going to freak out when I tell her to come through.
Before I did it for my girl, but now it's for me. Everything I do is for me. Not my mom, my girl, society, soccer, or anything else.
The next phase of my life is going to be hard. I'm blessed to be here though. I shouldn't even be alive.