To the drunks gathered under trees , whether it’s after work everyday or just on the weekend …I just want y’all to know that what y’all think y’all look like … it’s actually the opposite 2 some of us.
2 those of you sitting, laughing and taking it all in ,I can see your attachment hugging your legs , 2 those of you standing talking shit , most of the time they’re either on your back or you’re carrying them like babies on your hips, 2 those of you on the ground … bruh you can’t get up bc they b riding you. These dark entities affect the way people think, speak, do, desire, and feel. They hang out, like a bestie and then jump into your body 2 feed . They’re sometimes called “hitchhikers”. Just thought I’d say something😩🧟‍♀️ 🧟‍♂️ … don’t believe me ? Pay attention to your wants , how you feel , and how you think when you’re sober, they’re the reason you can’t wait to get under “the tree” …