So figure it out or don’t figure it out.

I heard this song over the weekend by an artist or group called Highly Suspect called My name is Human. I have been playing this song ever since, non stop. It puts me in this mellow but bad ass mood. Like I am serious, about everything. It also puts into light something I have been thinking about for a few months. Image. Perception. I don’t know what I expected or if I even expected anything when I started this blog. Most of my post are triggered by moods, thoughts, songs or messages. I like to keep good stuff out there because the world we live in is already so many sorts of fucked up. I don’t want to add into that. With all that being said, the last thing I want to portray is that I am some “holier than thou” person, because I am far from it.

I get through my day off of coffee and cuss words. That is me being real, like for real real. I will be the first to say that I still don’t have my life together, at all. Not even close. I have made much more responsible or thought out decisions in the past 2 years, which have put good things in my life, but nothing directly from my hand or on my accord. What do I mean, here: I have a roof over my head but its not my home, I have a man who loves me but doesn’t “love” me, I have 2 dogs but I didn’t buy them or can afford to take care of them, I have my health, but no health insurance. I don’t have a vehicle of my own, utilities in my name or even a valid drivers license. I have a job but I don’t go to work because I work from home for the man who loves me. I still fuck up and keep it from those I love. I don’t know what I am doing at this moment in my life, but I know what I want to do. What I want to do, I don’t have the energy or motivation to just do it. I like sleeping all day. I already forgot why I even started this post or what I wanted to get out.

Hello, my name is human.



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