“Everything hurts… blah blah blah… you guys don’t want that.. viewers don’t want that… what am I doing dood..”
Ur weird figure it out ayo
“Tired of fuckin’… runnin’ and hustlin’ dood…”
That’s the problem. He sees this as hustling lol. It’s a mindset that I’m afraid will never cease.
“I’m tired.. I’m just tired dood.. I’m tired of scrambling.. when I moved in to take care of my mom, I was at peace, dood…”
Well, call me a betting man, but it may be the isolation and depression catching up to you now that you’re totally and utterly alone. No mommy to complain about, or yell at you, no girlfriend bitching and moaning. You’re entirely left to your own devices, and at first it may come off as a relief and party time, but now it’s sinking in. There’s no one to TRY to save you anymore. Or care.
TTS states the obvious-
“I know dood I know… I get it.. I get it dood.. like.. I don’t wanna stay in the hospital for fuckin’ ever, dood.. like.. I don’t wanna do that, dood…”
It’s like a baby throwing a temper tantrum because they don’t wanna eat their mush peas, but they also don’t wanna bite anything because they’re teething and it hurts.
Growth hurts. Fixing shit, getting better, doing what you gotta do, it isn’t easy. But you reach a point where it’s the only option. You can say you know and get something all day long until your face is purple, but until you’re fed up enough to do something about it, words are just sounds. You just do it. He wouldn’t have to stay in a hospital forever if he actually put a singular ounce of time into himself. Imagine the possibilities. Hell, just 5 minutes a day of doing something would leave him feeling and looking unrecognizable.
Or, you figure it out dude ayo ur weird n word ur a faggot firesales?