was at work. robbie was there. as usual. had a bunch of kief in a grinder. kids were amazed by the amount i was going to smoke. ended up running inside the cooler and hiding my weed paraphernalia. them: “what are you doing theo?”, me: “give me a second”. the backroom seemed bigger. clearer. went outside the receiving doors and into a car. they told me i had to fight paul(or someone) from tekken on some sort of obstacle course. hahaha why? climbed up these wooden poles onto the course. what a fight. felt like i landed 0 of my hits.i’m pretty sure he owned me. everything disintegrated when the fight was over. ok? better start cleaning up. too defensive.
ur hot, but.. move. jesus.. fuck. do something other than be hot, pleease.
me and my homies