Not My Job.

It is not in my job description as a loving, kind, and compassionate human being to halt my progress so I can muster up what little empathy I have left for someone who berates me day in and day out. It is their job, however, to wake the fuck up, be a man, and walk…


I hope it’s like a ripple effect on your soul, the bliss and torture I felt when life had taken its toll. It’s time for you to feel the same, the wickedness in the system and the sickness of the game. Just so you can see how it felt to have everyone controlling the outcome of the mysteries dealt….


One day, dear haters, you will walk in our shoes. And we will not be there to tend to your blisters.