What I want vs What I deserve vs What I truly need
i had a dream i was alone in the bedroom of someone i was crushing on and she was texting me telling me about these files she had on people we both knew. i recognized some folders for my old friend Kendall and my other friend Omar. with the information from these files she would manipulate folks to buy and sell pills for her. she did this with someone i really don't fuck with in real life. but there i was reading when i found a bird in a clear plastic bag. in the bag were other things like sticks and wool in the shape of an airplane. there was a small hole where the bird's head was out getting air. I desperately looked around how to give the bird water. shorty had a bunch of pill bottles around and i filled a pill bottle top and gave the bird water like that.
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being the only friend that doesn't drive summarized into a single text
tbh the art world and heartbreak had me fucked up for so many years
Free my people from “it’s not that deep”
IT IS IT IS IT IS
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