ugh

rough couple days. time to relax and then back to work and busy life..

yeeeup

it doesnt matter because you were always going to go back.

empty.

tough week ahead.

Rest In Paradise Grandma Guadalupe.

i dont need you

dont pitty me, because i sure as hell dont pitty you.
people change, grow the fuck up and realize what youve become.
friends come and go, i got lucky enough to have the good ones stick around

later haters

doom

tempted by the sins of life, the pleasures of lust
With wild imaginings that you cant discuss
Oh, the flesh is weak, its a struggle for feast
Its a daily conflict between man and beast
We, strive for God, and a better tomorrow
Still suffering, from the unforgettable sorrow.