22 years and 364 days old.

Tomorrow I turn 23 years old. At this point in my life, I wonder what will become of me. To be honest, I am a little worried with what kind of person I will become. Scary thought is, I will no loner have the cushion that I once believed I had. So as I turn one year older, I will promise myself that I will make the necessary moves to ensure that my family and I will be ok for as long as I am still breathing. Because there is nothing more important to me than my foundation.

If anybody reads this, know that a determined man stood here. A man that will NOT fail, someone that is determined to come out of this life of pain, heartbreak, and bullkaka, a decent person.

Cheers. 23. Can't believe it.