My ego is dumb af bro

 Alright.... So I don't buy into most AA shit. I'm not going to get a sponsor to tell me where I can work, who I can date, where I can live etc... 

But it was my 90 days and I didn’t get a chip.

Why the fuck does that matter?

If its one day at a time... then why am I even counting days? 

Guess I just wanted that chip... 

I don't know.

But this one guys share had me busting up dude. Dude gets it. Talkin about hitchhiking and his little story had me dying with laughter. 

See... shit like that is why I go to AA.

There ARE people like me in a these rooms. 

Thats another reason also why I just tell it how it is for me. 

If I lie and where some bullshit mask then I'm going to have people I don't want to kick it with come up to me. 

When I tell my truth.... people I fuck with come up to me. 

Anyways.... Lillee Mae told me I have her all wrong.

How the fuck does she know I have her all wrong? 

She has me all wrong too then because she doesn’t know what I'm thinking or feeling either. 

She's just assuming. Same as me. 

I haven't told her anything other than that I still love her. 

Her friend is still super annoying. 

She says "I follow their opinions, well not their opinions, their way". 

"Their way" is based off of their opinions dummy. 

Stop quoting shit and speak from the heart. 

It never used to bug me before... but now with her speaking on me.... 

It does.

Anyways... stoked for my glasses. 

Gyms got me feeling stronger. 

Life's good dawg. 

Excited to start up this real estate course FINALLY! 

Family of real estate agents. 

Mi Madre has been asking my opinion on houses and its gotten me back into that hype. 

-Butterfly. 

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