Λmpon

It is a given that I wake up with loads of drunk/high texts or voicemails from all of my friends who party. When I lay in my bed and read them and listen to them, I just begin to wonder why I dropped all of that. I know at any moment I could leave my house, weekend or not, and my parents wouldn’t care. But I chose last night to sit in my room and play videogames, cause the party-flash of my life is kinda over. It makes me so mad to say that, and it makes me even more mad to say I’ve taken that part of my life out for no benefit, atleast then I was having a good time. It is bittersweet. I’m not antisocial. There’s just a level of where I’m not interested in going unless a good friend is going with me. Not some dumb bitty. A good person who has my back, just as much as I have their’s, girl or boy. The fact that I become a total douchebag when I’m with those people, doesn’t make it any better either, I don’t know why, but I feel myself change. More than just the way I act, but the way I talk to women too. I’m a straight up dick, no pun intended. Nobody likes that. It’s not going to get me pussy, but then again neither will being a nice guy. I’m not going to get started on that, but the gist of this entry is just to say that I miss partying, but I’m a better man now.

Breathe in 

And breathe slow

Cause soon enough

You’ll have to let it all go.

Take a step back from this

You’ve got your ambitions crackin’ whips

Forgettin’ origin:

Getting Collagen, 

Making it to the next Gen

What happens then?

You strive

To achieve greatness

But trust me

Some people hate this:

That you’ve made it.