Wow, y’all. Seems the people from a small town in NC called Kinston can’t get over how awesome my life is and want to keep commenting on my shit. So I’ll just say this to all of you:
I am a writer. I’m obsessed with life experience. So I write about it. I put it all out there because I honestly could care less who has judgement about it. If you read and something effects you and you relate and it makes you feel better, great. But I don’t write to make you mad. I write for me. If you have a problem with that, don’t read this. Simple as that. I never look at your shit anyway. I don’t need to sit hear and brag about my life, or justify why my life is probably better than yours. I’m confident with the fact that it is. If you’re so insecure about your own life that you need to try and tear someone else down, take a look in the mirror and reevaluate.
HATERS GONNA HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE ?
Thanks, tay swizzle. You always know just what to say. ?