Back in the day, when I was just a young boy, my family used to live behind this woman named Mrs. Tober. At the time, my father owned a landscaping company called “The American Homecare Company”. Him and my mother did what they could with the company to make ends meet. I have many stories... Continue Reading →
High School Americana Pt. 1
Fridays. Fridays man. Fridays would be my shit. On a surface level. Not gettin into all the deep subliminal self hatred shit. Fridays would get me so fucked up. Weed, booze, percs, Vicodin, Xanax, klonopin, oxy (goin way back with those), coke, mushrooms, LSD, mdma, yada, yada, yada, ya’ll know how Friday’s get. Go hard... Continue Reading →
My Heart Don’t Bleed.
So I was standing in the kitchen one afternoon. I just got home from sellin my soul... I mean working on the plantation...sorry...I mean I just got home from work. Work is what it’s supposed to be called. Well, that’s what they call it. I call it selling my soul. Never underestimate the power of... Continue Reading →