Thursday, October 16, 2008
Just when I was about to quit the fitted game. Between all that's been happening to the kid (story to be told), the man up above is telling me not to. I'd be foolish not to obey the Almighty.
Maybe I'm just bugging because I've been painting all night and those fumes are fucking with the noodle. Nah, this is some divine inbox shit. Guess I'm going to have to take a trip downtown.