It's 5:47am pacific time and though I have a flight out of LAX at 9:50am, I'm awake listening to Drizzy and thinking about life. I'm thinking about how this homo thing is so damn superficial and often makes you feel so damn inadequate.
I don't care how many degrees you have, how big your heart is, how fantastic your job is, how great your apartment is, how much weight you've lost, or how handsome you are, the life really finds a way to make you feel like shit.
You can have the best personality, the prettiest smile, the hottest wardrobe, the best friends, the most supportive family and access to opportunities usually reserved for the most fortunate, we always seem to find a way to forget about how great our lives really are.
I'm also thinking that the club we went to tonight was off the chain and that Cali has some of the best bud I've ever had in my life.
Playing in the Background:
Say Whats Real - Drake