SORRY.

NOW THE SKY COULD BE BLUE..

I should say, and you should hear that I've loved, I've loved the good times here. I've loved our good times here. Say hello, then say farewell to the places you know. We are all mortals aren't we? Any moment, this could go.

Cry, cry, cry, even though that won't change a thing.

MEET ME IN MONTAUK?

:(

Sucks.

I suck.

SUGA TOWN.

Couldn't take the sadness so I messaged my friend, Jheff. Sometimes, you just need a good friend to let you be a mess in front of.

Went to visit my cousin. Had many tears, and many thoughts. Things just aren't the same without this guy. Miss him so much and it just floods out in pools, waves, tsunamis. I try so hard to live for you, for everyone. This guy just knew what he was doing, and maybe he didn't know where he was going, but he knew how to live. It's not fair that someone who could have wrote the manual was taken away so soon. I hope I can be at least a little bit of you. The coolest dude. Best dude. Love and miss you Kuya, so much.

Squareheads forever.

JUST ONE OF THEM MISSIN KUYA ANTHONY DAYS.

Tribute To Anthony Bueno from Dan Feriolo on Vimeo.

GAME ON.

I have the biggest crush on Asher. FLOW.

BLURRED LINES.

This!


YUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYUMYMUYYYUUUUMMMYUMYMYMUYUMYYYYYYYUMMMMMMMMMMM.

and this, lol:

GOOD DAY, GOOD FEELINGS.

So even though I'm going crazy with the amount of stuff going on, I decided to better myself. A customer paid me with a $100 bill today, except it was $200 because they were stuck together. I chased him down to give him his $100 bill back.
I started collecting all the stuff I'm preparing for a huge charity donation. A lot of it is just used clothing, toys and books. There were a zillion kids outside playing today, so I strolled through the hood and handed out the toys and books.

Sometimes you just gotta go back to where you came from, and give it the good it deserves.

I'm a big stress ball walking on sunshine.
And, I love my hood for life.

Happy Father's Day, Dad.

I HAVE SO MUCH FUCKING SHIT TO DO.

Guys. I gotta like, take some Botch time and get the gigantic amount of pile up of stuff done. I have so much fucking shit to do it's driving me up the wall-pull my hair out-oh god help-can't even-wtf-crazy. So. Be back soon, k?

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"Yeah, my left side is my right side. If it's vice versa, I'm still the same side. Stay until it gets better, I never trust a letter. When it don't write, don't matter."

- MIA.

YOU. YOU. YOU.

Giraffage - Close 2 Me

WANNA TELL YOU.

VILLΛGE - Wanna Tell You

REPAIRING.

My biggest fear is being so afraid of myself, I shut out what I really want.
My biggest downfall is letting moments infect my life.

What if everything I ever do, is wrong?
What if every right wasn't my right?

I want to be a nobody. Hiding in the corner, playing Nas in my head.
Shit. Other days, I'm terrified of being a nobody.
Where do you go from there?

Everyone wants to feel needed, loved. But what if I just want to be, "free".
Does being free go along with feeling needed?
Can we differentiate between the two? Sometimes certain sparks of both feelings feel the same.

Read. Laugh. Music. Dance. Cry. Write. Live.
The philosophy is simple, so why do we run away from it?!

Simplicity isn't fucking simple, man. It's fucking difficult.
I can't find a straight line.
This path is so jagged and winded that I've lost myself. Every time I think I'm back on path, I drop the compass.
I write metaphors when I try to find a deeper meaning in my existence.

Everyone wants a helping hand or thinks I'm fucking special.
I can't be both. Fuck, I'm nowhere near special.
I only make sensible choices like 25% of the year, the other 75% is pure fuck up.
I tell myself that I'm not wrong because I can't handle guilt, but I shouldn't be doing that. You shouldn't hide from mistakes, you should try not to do them. I'm not trying hard enough.
I want to be better, I want to grow. I want everyone's forgiveness or motivation, but I haven't done enough to deserve that.
The other side of my head is saying, "You're doing fine, Botch. Relax.".
It's not okay to do that.

Just be happy, wrong or not. What.

I need major repairs.

I don't want to be un-fixable.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAURICE SENDAK!

"I don't write for children. I write and someone says it's for children."

- MAURICE SENDAK.

IS IT JUST ME, OR ARE YOU GUYS WATCHING A LOT OF CRAP?!

Daft Punk's new album is pretty, "meh". Watched Star Trek last night and eh. It was pretty weak. I can't get into Arrested Development (I seriously watched the first season and didn't laugh once.), I've just started season TWO of Game of Thrones (I actually like it though, just late to the party, PLEASE STOP TALKING ABOUT RED WEDDINGS, I CAN NOT HEAR IT). So with all of that said, *loses all the friends*.

FUCKING HATE EVERYTHING RIGHT NOW.

Fuck a gym.
Fuck a wallet.
Fuck bills.
Fuck being scared.
Fuck loneliness.
Fuck anxiety.
Fuck this messy ass room.
Fuck my split ends.
Fuck this headache.
Fuck you.
Fuck me.
Fuck this.
Fuck that.
Fuck it all, yo.
Ugh.
Girl pwablems.

HEY FUCK FACES!

My current new obsession is Cashmere Cat. This Dj throws down some pretty trippy, hip hoppy, trap, electronic, poppy type music. How does he get that many genres in a mix?! I dunno, but he does. It's fun. Forget your troubles and enjoy, y'all.

UGH. THE INTERNET IS MAKING ME CRY SO MUCH TODAY.

Here's why:

Thanks, internet.