Entry: June 1st, 2026


It’s June first and I’m still the odd nigga out. My phone don’t sign unless someone wants something.

It’s never “Hey, Sean, you good, bro?” or “Sean, I was just thinkin’ bout you, boo!”
Nah, it’s “Sean, I need you to..” or “Hey, I need this quick favor, fam.”

Nuh uh, it’s stopping today. And just like clockwork, here go Niecy blowing up my phone with some annoying ass shit about some niggas she was fucking with. Declined. The therapist is about unless she got money. I’ll send her a CashApp request of $100 for my services. Fuck it, I’mma roll back over and go to sleep.