Around 4 o'clock A.M., a friend of mine gave me revolutionary advice. Opportunities don't come by and slap you in the face, you gotta go out and make things happen. You can sit around and wait for shit to fall into your lap, you gotta grab shit and sit it down on your lap. I'm tired of being nonchalant and not giving a fuck all the time. If I wanna be successful in ANYTHING I'm gonna have to exert much more effort. Thanks for the advice, my good friend, Mr. Yeezy.
"I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars"
p.s. i'm starting to think that when things happen it is telling me something. not necessarily fate or destiny, but like, discreet message. if that is the case, then fuuuuck. and i have a grim feeling that i'm destined to a short life with few memorable experiences. it is sad.
1 comment:
um. isn't that the same advice mom has been giving you.
just sayin.
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