before it all comes tumbling down, the chance to take a step back and take in the full view before you gives you the opportunity to pull the emergency break to save the impending trainwreck.
a new adventure has yielded a year of countless laughs, pictures, lessons. Lessons of morality, faithfulness, love. Lessons that can only be taught through experience. And a question that always answers itself in the form of a ridiculous story. Yes, this is real life.
but yet it can't be. because in real life, niggas don't come tryna spit game a few seconds after their girlfriends walk away. Or tell you that you should not be faithful to your boyfriend because you're way too much for one person. And in real life, a silly boy doesn't try to break off the shambles with you, a week after you've already broken it off with him. He must not have gotten the memo? Because in real life there are memos. And so he certainly should've received it.
In real life you don't shake hands with the girlfriend, nor watch your girlfriends settle for one-winged butterflies. And you certainly don't allow boys from elementary school to reappear, only to receive a text that says, "Lol iight lets do it but its my homie bday about to get wasted might call u n talk sum freaky".
WHAAAAAAAT?
Is he talking about phone sex? I'm lost without punctuation--- someone, please translate.
Because if this was real life, when your former favorite texts asking if you've deleted him from bbm, you'd send a single, triumphant
Yes.
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