Still battling some depression. But decided to start writing again. Here's a post about how a @blink182 song changed my faith… and gave me hope. (Hey @markhoppus… Thank you. Seriously, thank you.)
https://t.co/ogtgE5ApEd
I don't want to write this tweet. (Is it still a tweet?) I've always loved Twitter. It's always been my favorite platform. But over the past six months, it's become something different. Many of those I've met and followed have left. So I'm stepping away. Hit me up on FB or Insta.
@mickquinas@pastormelissa I would agree with this. My mom would make a version of cheese cake that was a in a rectangular pan and cut into squares. That… is not pie.
In the city…
Me: *excited about the parade*
Dad: Son?
Me: Sup?
Dad: Will you be the savior?
Me: What?
Dad: Of the broken, the beaten, and the damned?
Me: You’re so weird. *watches marching band*
Dad: One day I’ll leave you…
Me: Stawp!