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Monday, August 10, 2009

You're only thinking.

I gotta be more chill. Drink limeade. Why? Cause nobody drinks lemonade anymore, stupid. Okay. Yah gotta stop wearing pants...Pants? Well shit, let's see those legs. Okay. Only thing you got. It's the only thing I got? Yeah shit, the only thing yah got. We've gotta talk. It's time to talk? Yes. No. About you? Me? Yes, you. No, him...Stop waking up so late, bums don't live. Then how am I? WHAT?! Alive? Because you're on your way, you're on your way. I don't wanna be there. Well son, it seems that you don't wanna be anywhere these days. An' there's nothing my chill ass can do to change that. Than why are you in my brain? Why are you in your head? It's time to LIVE! It's time to score the goal, get the girl. A girl? A guy...whatever you make of it. I'm no judge. Your friends on the other hand...Friends? What're you talking about? The short one, see?! The her? Yes, bitch. The her. And? And what, I jus' like mentioning her name, that's all. I see. Don't see me. Okay. Now what to do...about waiting, yes soldier!
SIR...AM I CRAZY?
no. you're only thinking.

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