We have no one else to blame for the persecution or admiration the public eye puts upon us. we feed them everything that drives them towards their passionate emotions of either : love, hate, jealousy, and/or secret admiration. but it’s also the responsibility of the individual to be wary of the easy manipulation one can use in order to turn feelings of hate into love, and jealousy into admiration. because at the end of the day, you’re fooling no one but yourself.

In other words :

Be real meaning don’t be ashamed of your flaws. don’t try to play “everyone’s hero”. we all have dirty secrets and nasty habits. But that don’t make us lesser persons. just means we have greater experiences. maybe this is a bad statement, but its opinion-driven not prophecy—but I’d rather have a thousand fuck-ups than a 100 good deeds. doesn’t mean i intentionally continue to keep fucking up in life, just means I’m learning, growing, and living. At the end of the day, deep down inside, I have that pounding mantra “I am a good person”, I am more than other’s interpretations of my actions. I have soul. And I. Am. Not. Perfect.

Just sayin.

Since I’m tired of people getting on me on how I live my life. Respect thy hustle. I have my own paper, I have my education. What the fuck else do you want from me?