I’m free to be whatever I, whatever I choose and i sing the blues if i want
I’m free to say whatever I, even if its wrong or right its alright.
I witness a brawl between father and daughter today. EPIC. Her father looks haggard, poor, etc. Sigh. That girl still made her father look bad in the coffee shop, and they shortly stormed off after having a quarrel there. SIGH! Felt like smacking that girl and knock some sense into her. If not for her dad, would she be in this world? Nope. Who gives her money when she needs it? Her dad. And yet she treats him like its what he owes her. Nuff said, i just have a weird feeling inside of me now.
Peace.
