Business owners get it on your mind.
I am sending the family out of town, drinking, and hopefully snorting while I figure mine up.
I would be a bad bad man if I didn't have a family tying me down. I never really gave a shit for doing anything by the rules. I do that for them. I don't want to though.
I took up trees because I had a fear of heights. It was too late for me to make money dishonestly and stay with them. I wouldn't put them through that, so I chose the riskiest thing.
I don't want to be a family man.
They make me against my will. It keeps my conscience weighted just enough so I don't float away, but I don't stay on the ground with them.
I want to run away and do anything I dreamed of, but I don't.
I want more adrenaline and pussy (normies won't ever get it). I want to see how far I can push my limits until I push to far.
But I don't.
No future for the family in that.
I don't know how I got here but here I am, built a big gd fire inside myself and gotta watch it waste from outside.
Should have stayed single.
I won't get a chance to ever really do the shit I want without betraying them. I sire as hell ain't perfect so who knows... I might someday.
Think twice before you have kids or enter a relationship.
Not sure how taxes got to this but its what my thumb said.