It was money, that’s what lead me here. Leadership, accountability,results, all that real world capitalist shit. I crush that, and it’s all relative, but where I came from, shit man, leaps and bounds.Green for my pocket, mom’s bills covered,the best fucking cat food for Cricket…
That’s life man, and I’m not above it,looking at it doesn’t make me unique..
Maybe I should have knocked up some local trailer girl🤣🤣
I struggle with the point, and that’s my own burden,that’s my own shit to figure out.But still..
I see a man, younger than me, standing on a corner in Wilmington, holding a cardboard sign, showing all the symptoms of heroin (maybe fentanyl,they’re so close) miles…
I am miles and miles beyond this guy .
“I am as far beyond you,as you are beyond them” Apocalypse -xmen villain.
This guy eats off of his own shame, he smokes cigarettes that he finds on the ground,he begs random souls for a few nickels.
I take it, I take that weather on my fucking face. That’s how I eat. A lifetime of shame attached to it, but it’s still mine.I still carry and that gives me at least a little sense of honor.
I am an uncomfortable individual, and that’s all right 👍 I mean well and I’ll figure out all that I can before I go.
Love is cool. Empathy is cool. Systems are what they are.
We just exist,man.
dawn 