I can’t escape it so the only thing left to do is to face it…I don’t know why I chose to postpone my greatness..God forgive me for lateness…please don’t forsake this…archive and save this…let the truth be told…behold and let the truth unfold..it’s not always easy to digest but how easy do you think it is to confess and be judged on my regrets…whenever I push forward, it still feels like I regressed…shit I feel like a reject or an outcast but the mission is to outlast this stormy forecast….