Its a Saturday afternoon. 5:26 pm. Its raining as per usual in London. I hate London. The air pollution,the shitty weather & literally security cameras EVERYWHERE. Why do i live here you ask? Well im 25 & know I'm going to die one day. I wanted to live in all the places I dreamed about going as a child. Sounds trite I know. I grew up in a poor family. If you could even call it a family. I lived with my Grandma & Two uncles. Not much familial love. I was deprived but i was determined to be great. At 18 I went to college for 2 years. It wasn't my scene. I dropped out. When i turned 20 i became a soundcloud rapper and one faithful day when i was 22 Kylie Jenner posted a snap of her dancing to one of my songs. Ever since then my life has been surreal. Meeting so many people and I'm not going to lie its one big ball of stress. Sometimes I wonder why I ever wanted this. But then I text my friends and they put my stupid thoughts in doubt. Anyways I'm supposed to be going to New York for the summer to hang out with Kendall, Also to attend The Met Gala. Kylie & I are still close but we're going through an awkward phase. Her lip kits are blowing up and I'm slowly but surely starting to become a household name. But I'm sure we will get past it. I just can't wait to go back to New York!!
*Author's Note*
So dis right hurrr is my first stori so i hope its decent enough for everyone who reads its liking. ;p
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Fake Flowers (Frank Ocean)
Hayran Kurgu"I do anything, anything for you" "In the dark"
