Disappearing Acts

It’s pretty awesome, kinda reliving my delinquent lifestyle of graffiti tagging. I wasn’t even that good at it… no actually I was horrible and got my ass caught the fuck up in Juvie for a few days because my mom wanted to “teach me a lesson” So yeah, scared straight and all them teenage troublemaking-take-they-ratchet-ass-to-jail-ass shows are true. Though, I learned to appreciate the many ways to make chips and ramen noodles together taste like thanksgiving dinner… Anyway… I have my lesson, my workout, and therapy today, and I definitely still need to get that diagnostic exam out the way. So I need to catch some ZzZzZz… Peace&Love