…i’m sorry that i couldn’tmake your funeral today.
as you know,
we are in a dance battle with the omarion omicron atm.
not only that,
i asked your family membersto keep me posted about the service being streamed.
no one followed up and i didn’t get an answer when i called. ill pay my respects to you on my platform and write the things i couldn’t say…
this has been a really interesting year for all of us.
the fact we made it close to the end of 221 says it was a good year.
even though a lot of shit went down for me,
i (and you) are about to finish out Q4 strong.
many of us ended friendships and situationships this year. i won’t lie but it hurt my feelings to see how things ended with some, but my biggest thought was:
“They hurt me and no one has hit me up to even talk about it. It was so easy for them to bounce. All those ‘I love you’ and ‘You are so dope’ meant nada? Wow.”
but the reality of why they haven’t reached out is simple…
how many people know someone who currently has the rona?
some died; others lived to tell the tale.
with this new omarion omicron variantdancing in these lungs,
it seems more people are catching it at higher rates.
my friends and i been trying to 2-step out that bitch’s way. i was telling someone today that…