My last 4 months have been so crazy that one punch from me contains so much frustration that it would cause instant death, and cause you not to be reincarnated for several thousand years.. but if you want some of that, lets go.
I could piss and moan about my shit 2 yrs. Let's make it short, lost the love of my life to a ****in pig, she got a restraining order against her and my child because I threatened his life if he went near my child (empty threat, she knew me for 5yrs and she should know I was running my mouth), I have 7 different charges pending against me in two states (traffic violations, minor misdemeanors), totaled my truck two weeks back, lost a kick ass girlfriend due to my incarceration, battling with my addictions (sober 2 weeks now), I am not allowed in my own home... currently living on my friends couch, I am unemployed (interview tomorrow), and I just lost my wallet two days ago... hmmm I know I am forgetting something.
Life goes on brotha, keep your chin high and roll with the punches. You wouldn't be given life if you weren't able to handle it. I'd throw down with ya but last time I did that I caught an assault charge and a felony assault on an officer trying to shake him off me so the guy would stop landing free punches while my arms were hemmed up behind my back.
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