Category: A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI

some parents need to love their children better.
if mine were alive,
i would have told them that exact statement.
it really fucks us up as we develop into adults.
you can’t bribe us with toys and luxuries,
yell at us when we break their order of control,
and somehow think that’s great parenting.
there are levels to producing a quality human.
i was not taught to be one of them.
this was a deep conversation with a family member i had yesterday…

A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI

this winter season in new yawk has been the worst.
like,
i’m completely over it.
lately i’ve been feeling:

tired af
sick af
depressed af
low energy af

“wanting to call out of work” – af
“ain’t trying to get outta bed” – af
“leave me the fuck alone” – af

…and i didn’t know what was going on.
you know when i cry over an erased entry,
but it was like i was crying to release something else,
there is an underlying issue at hand.
i spoke to pose today and she hipped me onto something.
something i ain’t never heard of,
but we may all suffer from it…

A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI

 

so i feel like i want to cry.
i’m holding it in pretty good.
i sat here and wrote a pretty good entry.
a foxholer sent me the lead  on the foxhole ig.
i mean i had my classical playing and everything.
it was a complete “zoned out” situation up in here.
so as i’m about to save the article to post…

A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI BEAUTY VANITY AND PRETTY SH*T

i may never ride a roller coaster again.
i’ll probably never perform on stage.
well,
i can’t sing so that’s highly unlikely.
i’m sure i’ll be a mess when it’ll come to accepting awards tho.
a fox can dream.
i’m fonting this because…

A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI