"msg u 2mrow" Message me tomorrow?! $@#%#@#@ Fuckin’, don’t even say shit you ain’t gonna do, because you’re giving me hopes for no god damn reason. I guess I am pushing a fucking cart up the hill. And you know what happens when I get to the top? It falls right back down. But for some fucking reason I keep pushing that cart up that mother fucking hill.
Vancouver doesn’t have the nicest weather, and it was one of those days where we were blowing Os under that overcast. We were sitting at a dog park close to our High school. Pull out my arizona can, packed me one of them good old bowls. Inhale the good shit exhale the bullshit, that’s how it goes. Everything was just quiet, and calm. At that moment, I swore, I saw some girl walking towards us with big black vest, dressed in all black from head to toe. She looked exactly like my schools’ constable. Blonde hair, blue eyes, AND dressed in all black, slowly, confidently walking towards us. In my head it just went blank, pipe in hand, what the hell do we do now. Unfortunately for us it was just a women walking her dog. But damn, what if that was her, we couldn’t run, what if we were caught red handed. Lesson learn, never again. Thank god.
where in new west? can you please be specific? sorry, your style is so nice!
Uhm.. I think it’s called salvation army? Not sure but when you go to New Westminster Skytrain Station, you wanna walk down to the street area, then you’ll see a liquor store, and if you look towards the water and walk down a bit you’ll probably be able to spot it! and thankyou I dont mind you asking me questions :P