The city looks different tonight, but that might just be because I’m fucking high right now, and the loud music playing through the speakers of my girlfriend’s beater is making everything shake a little. I kind of like it.
She lived Her whole Life in The city. She lived Where the Most life Was, where The most Things were Happening, just Hoping that One day, She would Be apart Of it. Hoping that One day, She would Be what Is happening, Thinking that One day, She’d be The life That everyone Else would Flock…