So Saturday I had a conversation with a nigga.
We kept everything 100.
He got me thinking about some things that been bothering me lately, but I walked away with a couple lessons:
Its might take a long time, but Im going to get everything I want in due time.
There's no pain that equals to losing your first love...at all.
Money is the problem and the solution.
It was weird how we got to talking about this type of shit because it was the first time I ever met him.
He was hanging out with my friend Durre and we was chilling at this lame party. There was a small fire near the ping-pong table outside and he came over with a cup in hand. He just straight up asked me "Do you ever think about ya first love?"
I told him yea and it shot off from their.
He was older then me, so of course some wisdom was dropped and he got me thinking about how everything is compared to how it was, so now I see all my changes in a different shade.
Thats a different post for a calm day.
On a looser note, I never seen soo many people happy over the death of one person. Its sad to me. Justice is serving time than just killing the criminal.
Later Days
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