Lets go back too them old days as a young teen growing with senioritys having less worries about conflicts occurring. A Mickeys beverage build my self-esteem of a human bean thats betraying me. Soon the future will hold an average “G” living in this galaxy. Emoions our still grabbing me. Individuals are stabbing me in the back. I was established in the game my name was blowing up so i was balancing my fame. Pausing my life like mother thats going through menopause in her life. Their should be a minimum number of these laws. Keep your lawn cutt from Pig’s investigating the way you live. I was invested into sins “finesseing” with no lens. Should of went back to eatting luchables of Mama playing Kim Possible, now i hold my self accountable.