I woke up this morning, not a cloud in the sky. Then I rode down to the city with the gang, giving life's sinful ways a try. Soon we came along a bunch of people 'livin it up', and i couldn't help but notice this guy. My friends pushed and coaxed me 'till finally I got the nerve to go up and say hi. We were foolin around actin real dumb...watching cars as they jetted by. Then He slips me his number....and along with the digits was a blunt...SO...I got high. To believe he was worth all this pain that I enhaled...and in the end... he told me good-bye....so screw him i'm happy because in the end....I was the lucky one because I got high.
Reason for writing:
Live your life to the fullest...and screw the ones who dont!!!!!!
Birth sign: Libra
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