"i went to jordan's house today. you know jordan. my friend who happens to be a drug dealer? i'm not sure, but i think you met him once or twice. he was happy to see me. i was pretty happy to see him too, honestly. i hadn't seen him in forever.
he had to stay off the radar for a bit because of some gang stuff, but i won't go to into detail about it. anyway, he asked me to stay the night with him... i said i had to work tomorrow, so i couldn't. it was a lie."
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Poetry"hey, it's me again..." 101 voicemails about loving, breaking, and healing.
