April 2011
22 posts
Luper
Ma said “wake up son, good morning” rolled out of bed, greeted mama with a yawn then paused to scratch an itch and went down to the kitchen fixed a plate of eggs and bacon, glass of OJ Simpson Just as I was about to dig in, a thought jumped in my head: school was to be attended, shit. I payed my thoughts no attention, cause I wasn’t tryna kick it with this bitch that just ended...
