i couldn't sell fire in alaska, much less hell, tbh

the fact of the matter is that there is not fact of the matter.  it's entirely subjective, facts are entirely absent from this situation.

the other fact of the matter is that it will be okay if they kick me out.  it will not be awesome, or cool, or great, but it will be okay.  (i promise) 

never going to rock the suburbs, that that's probably for the best.  i don't have any whiteboy pain.