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                    ┊┊┊ ❁ཻུ۪۪ ━ ❝
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i swung on the swings slightly as Jahseh munched on his Lime Hot Cheetos, those are disgusting. it was i think 8:30 at night and he'd convinced me somehow to go to the park with him after school which i'd agreed to meet him after he kept bugging me in every class. i kind of would rather be any place then at home hearing my parents fight with each other, they used to be so happy.

"what's on your mind." he asked throwing his chip bag on the wood chips that was now empty. "your littering." i mumbled ignoring his request of knowing what was going through my mind. "i'll ask again. what's on your mind Xen." he spoke calling me some name he'd come up with earlier today at school. "nothing in particular just thinking." i replied looking up at the sky that appeared to be a dark purple color.

"can i know what you were thinking." he said. "my art." i lied shrugging. "yeah right, but okay." he said finally letting it go. it was a moment of silence which i was okay with i liked it being silence but he had to break it. "got a boyfriend." Jahseh spoke. no boys like me. "no." i stated chewing on my bottom lip. "let's go for a walk." he says standing up from his swing,

i did the same and got up and we walked out the park together. i kept my attention on my shoes as we walked. Jahseh was humming some tune that i was unfamiliar with. "can you rap." i asked snapping him out of his thoughts. "some like that." he mumbled. "freestyle." i suggested. he shook his head.

"why not." i questioned. "i'm not that good." he said shrugging. "yeah okay, freestyle." i said again. he looked at me and shrugged. "moon rock wit' ah glock i can't milly rock." he started. "oooh okay okay." i said smiling hyping him up. "tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body." he said again.

"okay." i spoke. "no dm, i'm her MCM on instagram. my skin peanut butter color inside whip is really jelly her boyfriend sending threats i think that nigga really jeal-lous." he finished. "wait wait." i said laughing, "that was actually really fucking dope!" i semi-yelled. he smirked, "some light some light." he spoke.

i pushed his shoulder. "your fire, stop playin'." i said as we started back walking. "what's your specialty." he spoke. "what do you mean by that." i answered. "what's gonna get you out of here one day." he explained. "my art honestly. i was thinking about going to college for it but i don't even wanna do that anymore so i don't know yet honestly but i feel like i can get far with my art." i said.

"you should design my album covers when i start dropping my music." he suggested. "God no, i don't want anyone talking about how stupid the cover looks." i said. i like art but i hate my own. "are you dumb. your crazy as fuck when you drawing and shit, you can get some where." he said thumping my forehead making me stop walking.

"now was that really necessary." i muttered rubbing the spot he thumped. "yes it was." he said blankly. i rolled my eyes and continued walking. "what are we doing tomorrow." he asked. "who said we were hanging out tomorrow." i questioned. "me, now what are we doing." he asked again. "i don't know. we'll eventually come up with something." i replied.












































08/03/2020
is the Netflix show
Lucifer good? for those who've seen it cause i really
wanna start it.

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