Look at how far I've made it! Look at all the blessings I was given. I refuse to fail. I want it all. I want to be the best. I want to be better than all the boys in my auto body classes. I want more. My hunger for success is higher than it ever was before. And I'm fucking starving. I deserve more.
I'm going to give it to my damn self. I refuse to be less. I refuse to settle for less than greatness, less than excellence. I WILL leave a legacy behind before I die. I will build a fucking empire. Nothing else more rewarding than saying I did it by my fucking self.
Yes I have a support system. Now. At least. Craving respect and not love; I yearn for the appeal of respect. I would rather have people respect me than love me.
When people respect you, they won't cross you. People fear your honesty, your drive for life, how you carry and value yourself. People can always fall out of love with you when you are no longer what they desire.
Stay solid. You're the realist on your team. Stay loyal, stay faithful, to YOURSELF. At the end of the day you make your life for what it is. You make your own goals and dreams come true. No one else is responsible for that. No one is going to hold it down the way you do. To new beginnings, new blessings. Cheers! 💙