incog-negro

everyone can calm down. i'm not drowning in a bottle of Jack twiddling a straight razor. i'm fine...well, i'm not fine, but i just need to roll reclusive right now. you know my steez. i just don't have much to say, and i don't do pity.

"i won't put on my pity party dress with the special ribbon in my pity ponytail."

however, when i do resurface, i will take Massandje up on her "fuck the world, don't ask me for shit...April get your swerve on" weekend offer; but that won't be for awhile. until then....