dear self
Look at you buddy you're hard as fuck!!!!! I have been out on my own for almost a month and have earned and I mean fucking earned, in a way most people will never know a cool 2 grand. And this is nothing compared to what I am capable of. You were doing shit at the begining of this month, and recently because you're a little fuckin bitch about girls. Today however, I had my best sales day ever and am feeling so fucking inspired (and baked)so I am writing this letter to myself to further inspire me and keep me on the right track. Sell your soul dude, lose all guilt, become the greasiest salesperson ever, you deserve there money more then they do and are going to do more with it then they ever would, go very very far and do not look back. You are going to do what you want, and not what other people want with your life:). Do not let negative influences bring you down, do not fuck this up, do not let one dollar walk by you and DO NOT spend another second letting women give your head the run around. This is the biggest kill to your sales therefore your dreams. Kinda sad chain there. Does not matter. I am going to see and do so much amazing shit, until then grind hard every fuckin day all day no matter what. You must be the hottest shit ever by the christmas rush and you will. January mate january. Yalla.