Cant sleep because of that negtive miasma people drink from...Jesus man, the minds of humanity are twisted. Such hatred for no apparent good reason. And yet, Im painted as the villain. I love my bros, but I just cant deal with them being around 24/7. Theyre the type you can only chill with on saturdays. We walk completely seperate paths. alot of their shit, I dont agree witg, but I still love em. Just need room to be me, not drowning in the lives of others, following after their crowd, their friends, their lifestyles. I finallt have the chance to be me without hinderance.