I sat on the bed contemplating the dream that I just had. That dream has occurred several time and each time I only remember flashes of it but one thing always stood out to me. Her eyes. They were so calculating, so cat like, as if she knew how to rope me in to the spell that was her. I would say that I wish I could remember her face, but what's the point when it's just a dream.
I finally decide to get up to go change because I had a long day ahead of me with my babygirl coming.
After showering and getting myself together I decided to scroll on instagram for my daily tidbit of unnecessary shit and also to post just because I can.
They always on some dumbshit when it comes to one another. Kellz and Kane knew each other longer than I've known them and even though they cool with each other, they still bicker back and forth with each other like some little ass girls. Arguments aside, they will go to war for one another trust me I've seen it and been apart of it.
I remember this one time when we outside Kane apartment building when we saw this nigga that had beef with Kane showed up. You could tell this nigga was a bitch cause he had hella niggas surrounding him like that shit was going to protect him from an ass whooping. Anyway the nigga came over talking hella shit which led to Kane knocking him dead in his shit and they started fighting. At first nobody wanted to help since they thought the dude was doing ok until Kane got him on the floor and blood was gushing everywhere.
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Loved & Lost
General FictionLoved- to have held a deep affection; cherished (someone) Lost- to no longer have (There are a few spelling and grammar mistakes but I plan to fix them when I finish the book)