Twitter is just my diary at this point. I give 0 fucks about how many followers I have or if anyone interacts with what I tweet. I just wanna say what’s on my mind. So I will continue to tweet, retweet, and reply to random shit, and I know y’all don’t care.
This might fall on deaf ears, but @lorde will always be one of the greatest singers to me, and Pure Heroine is an amazing album even 10 years later. You cannot convince me otherwise.
Came home after 2AM and caught her in the sheets in my home. She tried to explain before I pointed my cane at her. The dude said my name, and I was like, son how you know my name? He looked real familiar, too. She kept talkin until I told her to shut up. I almost caught a case