The life i had , The life i miss

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"Shit fuck" I totally forgot it was monday last night was so crazy i dont even fuckin no where my ass is shit i cant feel my ass???? Oh please tell me i didnt fuck anyone cant afford to be pregnant. Look at the time 3:45 i was suppose to meet randa at Starbucks you know how white girls are with there coffee they can be very serious about that shit. But lately randa's been wanting to hang out more maybe because her break up with benny had her lonley and shit but she's usually really depressed about breakups and shit but not this one. Ok let me stop thinking and hurry the fuck up. I took the train to downtown Chicago because with all the traffic there was no way i was going to make it in time to catch up with randa. "Yooo where the fuck were you I've been waiting for like an hour now my coffee is cold and shit" randa says. Sorry crazy shit last night i dont even know what happened, I sit down to check if i can feel my ass ." shit fucking thank you". " What happen!" randa says. Oh nothing just happy to see you (but really happy i can feel my ass). Well what did you do last night that was so crazy randa says. Oh nothing really just the usual drinking partying having fun. Well did you kiss anybody like you know roger??? Randa says. No i just had fun gosh i swear that kid is weird all he fucking wants to know is about my life and wants to meet my parents well GUESS WHAT i dont have parents all i have is my liquor weed and vagina. Stop it randa says i'll always be here for you. She looks me in the eyes and puts her hand on my hand and for some reason i dont ever want her to look away...... " ANYWAYS what are we going to do today" i say. Hey veronica why is that little girl starting at you through the window any why is roger holding her hand!!!!! , and thats the day we meet thats the day i will never forget that's the day i miss.

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