So lemme fill you hoes and bros in on what happened.
I was all active and shit and people kinda liked me I guess (don't remember) and then all of a sudden life hit. I had a job again and I was off to college. YAY! right? At first yeah. College was great. Straight up Asher Roth shout out right here. But then as it wore on I realized that I really kinda hated it. Loved the people and the socializing, but my heart wasn't in it.
I go through, realize they lied about the "scholarships" and they were actually "loans" that I was automatically approved for. But I wasn't going to disappoint mom so I took out a personal loan to help pay for the rest. Fast forward to summer time.I realized that I hated that school because I didn't WANT to do psych or business. And I didn't know what the fuck to do. So out of nowhere I remembered this site and was like "hey fuck it I might as well see wtf is up."
So I came back. Broke a damn near year long writer's block and started writing again. Pulled myself outta the funk I was in. Ended up making some pretty cool acquaintances and friends (shout to Maybe, Tash, Zack, Tru, Angie, Slimm, Yoshi, and others).
More or less what I'm saying in this long-winded, heart warming story is that you mother fuckers are pretty cool people (except a few) and without even knowing it you helped pull me through some shit.
Deucez








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