I dont know what the meaning
of the title has to do with this .
But whatever .
Summer school is over .
No more walking in the heat to get home .
Donald and Arnell wont scavenge my backpack anymore for spare change haha .
School starts in a month .
Thank you Jesus .
The downside to these things are :
No more seeing Ramseyy and walking around the hallways
in circles talking about nipple biting and weird stuff .
He's such a cool guy .
I'll have to start waking up early on the regular and attend real sachool .
But whatever I really don't care no more .
The best things about this summer was getting a fucking job .
Starting driving school and meeting Ramseyy .
Period .
No me and Ramseyy do not talk likee that .
He's just , " The person of the week " . Haha .
Oh yeah I missed out on sneaker summit .
Fuck it i'll go next time .
HighRise.
Contrary to popular belief:
I'm complicated.
What it is one time PAC DIV.
My mind is a blood red brick house on Stone street
with thousands of rooms; blue mirrors,
the auroma of marajuana and music.
Cacoethes Scribendi. Get it tattooed on my wrist.
New Orleans native. My accent proves it all.
I am finally beggining to accept the fact that I am meant to be alone.
I am forever in the cycle of change.
I tend to treat serious situations like how I treat strangers.
I'm a starving writer and a dying phtographer.
No one will ever comprehend or understand.
When I die I want Bob Marley playing at my gravesite.
I am the rose that grew from concrete.
What it is one time PAC DIV.
My mind is a blood red brick house on Stone street
with thousands of rooms; blue mirrors,
the auroma of marajuana and music.
Cacoethes Scribendi. Get it tattooed on my wrist.
New Orleans native. My accent proves it all.
I am finally beggining to accept the fact that I am meant to be alone.
I am forever in the cycle of change.
I tend to treat serious situations like how I treat strangers.
I'm a starving writer and a dying phtographer.
No one will ever comprehend or understand.
When I die I want Bob Marley playing at my gravesite.
I am the rose that grew from concrete.
