time for a change when you want something so bad it hurts- when you want something that you don’t even know exists. pastfuturepresent, aches in my chest where my mind told me there’s supposed to be a heart, lungs so full of potential and opportunity but i cant get myself breathe just breathe ventilationsexpectationsmanipulations grow the fuck up, i mean change. and tentwentyfiftydollar blood money, stripper bills, quarters and nickels dayum shawty you a dime- how much is it really worth to you. ive already proven to myself that its not worth anything because im too goddamn selfish. how much do you want for it, all of it? in case you didn’t know, the cost of happiness has a price tag, and im not willing to pay a single fucking cent, no sir not today.