Yo, on the real son, back that shit up!

I just wrote a bomb ass blog, but it just got deleted. Just what I need right now. Whoop-di-doo!

I am not in a good space right now. Point blank. That's just how it is. April just cannot end fast enough. I get the sense that I am not the only one, as I know there are some of my other peeps going through their respective shit storms as well (please know that I am here). With the stuff that I am going through, I find myself constantly trying to sustain (I am confident that I can do that now, and that it's ok). Poopie spaces like these are weird. You don't wanna be like "yo, here is all my shit...blah di blahh blah!" Yet you don't wanna act like nothing is wrong. Bipolar city baby. I just really need to be around my core peeps right now. I'm truly sorry to the new peeps or the folks that I don't know to well, but that's just how it is for me right now at least. I'll just be so glad when it's all over. I miss laughing on a 24/7 basis.