Current state

Toes are cold. I’m stoned been sipping on this milk from a bowl of what’s left of some honeycombs.

Call it early morning. still feeling like crap from how I reacted tripping on you sorry didn’t want to make you feel bad. I just can’t ignore the alarms that go off inside my head, call it red flags. Is this my intuition or is it paranoia all the rabbit holes i put myself inside of

fight or flight mode testing to see what I’m made of

or if I’m lacking a few key ingredients like signing a blank endorsement, which is a blank check

see for yourself in the Black law book

fact I’ll be breaking backs when they turn to look at me too fast. Cause I’m swiftly I’m nimble. I know how to start a fire with some Kindle—-in and some gas-so-leen