gates (9 days sober)

what you really want

i show you what you prolly need

black prodigy 

collared shirt and gucci jeans

darkest in room 

the same we bleed

i’m talkin mentally

had to leave the ones who wasn’t meant for me

and harbor hate for me

waitin patiently 

for my lil come up 

smoked on danker weed

til my thoughts fucked up

racing me

monkey on back named validation 

was outpacing me

fuck that

how she drink her pain away

and she wanna change

but say 

fuck that

everyone worship magic

swear it’s tragic

so it’s fuck that

everything death taxes

need my cabbage

used to love that 

now i crave different planets

cause i cant stand it

if they take my life 

i’m grateful

I already planned it

my advantage

i wanna vanish

i’m disposable as fuji cams

used the flash to break the trance

at heavens gates do my lil dance

i have no need for bands

i get to see my dad

this life is slow and fast

My mom. Photographed by me. 2024

Christmas 2004. Photographed by my mom.