You know that feeling you get when you can tell a person is only puttin up with you or cares about you due to obligation or to save face amongst their peers? I can’t stand it and I wish people would stop. Tell me how ya feel and I can make peace with that. That’s the summer feels like for me, every year. putting up with people who claim to be there for me and love me, but where are you at when I need you? When ask something of you (I never ask for anything save for easy favors and maybe to bum a cigarette occasionally)? They gone. They’re going through the motions, mimicking care and love but staying away from me until I do something that affects them. I’m sick and tired of this. Leave me alone is you legit dont care. If you’re not down to ride for me, don’t expect me to ride for you.

If there is a God, I am being punished. He knows that my troubles do not bother me and I do not think of myself, yet rather I draw my strength from those around me and lately, this strength is being sapped by tragedy and sorrow. I am no successful in things that truly make me happy, but find success everywhere else that i do not even care for. It feels as if I have been destined to be good and a winner, but a loser and slacker in the things that personally matter to me. People say that youre loved and that youre special, but i honestly dont think im loved for who i am, but for what i do for people. Im an asshole who doesnt care enough about anything for it to get to me, yet my people only care that things are being accomplished and the job is getting done. You can have it all, my empire of dirt.

Bros are like America. You fuck with any of our shit, you better believe your entire life is going to get fucked up. Bros refuse to just roll over and take your shit, so I’d fucking advise you not to even think about bringing it. But, if for some fucking reason you decide to prank a bro, just remember one thing: You come at the Bro King, you best not miss