7:17pm. Pomona. Home.
Glad I made it home safely. One thing about a long ride home is that I have time to think of some good stories. Also have time to get some nerves and mood swings and junk out my vibe. I did that tonight.
Now that I'm here I need to take these meds and do some more Red Stories promoting.
Be well.
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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