Charlotte's nice

I like it. It's pretty comfortable. The table is a bit higher than it should be, but the chair doesn't go down on its own either. I'm goofy. That makes me lovable.
The name always reminds me of Charlotte Stokely the porn star. And she is hot, so this place must be nice as well.

Plea: Wanna be a : God
Wanna be a god so bad
Can't quite reach above the ceiling
That's all I got to say because
I'm that nigga hypocrite white
I haven't earned my keep yet
So i jump family to family
We all in this epidemic together
Don't you wish you could put
me to SLEEEEP?
Tonight
We all zane

When I wrote that, I was going through some psychotic frustration phases. And it sucked.
I wrote that on facebook, and it was pretty awesome because I got some feedback
The feedback was random, but it was fun either way
.My original intention was just to entertain people but
also for once in a way that doesn't target anybody in specific
And makes the joke out to be on their expense.
This joke was harmless
And if anything, it was at my own expense.
But I believe I bought it at a good price or bargain or whatever
Because come on
Everybody wants to be God.
Even just for a moment.
It's still there. The desire doesn't phade.


Charlotte is as alive as Dallas, TX but it doesn't have that same hick kind of spoiled feel I feel.
It still has a near air to it.
If I could, I'd have my dad move to Charlotte, NC for some time and enjoy that family/dad high with all the amenities I have right now.
That would be epic.
But some things you just can't have.
Maybe that's why we want them so bad.

Ugh it sucks having to express myself all the time so damn much.
It's just taxing to have to write or do stuff.
I suppose such is life.
And I have just been spoiled.
I do have it pretty fucking good.
But I supposed I need some venting as well,
Sort of a emotional fight if you will.
That would settle me down and keep me occupied I think
. Or maybe it wouldn't.


I enjoy all the emotional fights I've been through.
But maybe it'd be nice if they ended.
Or at least I had less emotional turmoil within myself to deal with.
So maybe I could help others or talk about their struggles
And get lost in their problems.
And forget that I have any for once
Because in all honesty I am the best well off person alive probably

And still I find stuff to complain about.
It's quite a wonder what a human being is capable of.
Give him everything. And he finds a way to say "Why the hell have I been given everything? Why not someone else?
Who can I relate to?"
And it continues.
I miss my dad though. Who's about a 11-13 hour drive away, or a 2 hour plane ride away.
So that's comforting that I am able to reach him if need be.