Everything is Whatever...It's after midnight in the real world, but where I am it doesn't even really matter that much.Everything is Whatever...
I'm trying to find a reason I'm here but the only thing I can come up with is you, and later I'll convine myself it's not enough and leave but not yet. We're busy in this home away from home smoking our bowls and - if I remember clearly; I don't - some of yours. Cigarette break. Music: The Velvet Underground ("Pale Blue Eyes").
Enter: you. You're busy party hopping, but you're too important for this shit anyway, right? I'll see you tomorrow but that's not what's on my mind right now. We smoke some more, maybe do some shots,
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