Real talk my "dad" grows nigger weed. And I make sure to blame him for all of my mistakes and life failures. Hell, the other day I went to target to buy a microwave but the choices were too many and I couldn't figure out which one blake would buy so I blamed my dad for my inability to make a decision and I used him as an excuse to justify not having to act like a sane adult. And then I wrote three paragraphs worth of woe is me babbling. The next day I forgot any of that happened.
how nerdy of me is it that right now I just pruned my hot peppers (the hottest in the world in fact) and am watching videos on youtube on how to grow bigger tomatoes and hotter hot peppers. It's 7 in the morning, and that's my life.
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