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ChicagoFigure said:
Cool so expound at your convenience

White belt? Mattress on the floor? No wash rags? Made tuna with sour cream?

What was it?
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She was a nice girl, she was the oldest taking care of her younger siblings. I'm chilling in kitchen while she wash dishes. Her mom came home, looked at me for a moment, then her, then went in the bedroom.

The her mom friends came over, brews, blunts, boy. Went in the room, on came the Isleys. She went from talking to becoming very silent and her shoulders slumped. Long enough for me to notice and my horny high to leave me to take notice that shes washing the dishes with soap.

There arent any curtains or blinds on the walls, her mom didn't even care that a strange nigga is in her home while she was gone and the sun is going down.

Ion wanna walk all the way home after dark and I feel bad for her. I'm not horny no more, I make mention of going to the store right quick to get some mad dog. She look up from the dishes, she looks in my eyes, her eyes holding wielded up tears, but not from me. She says you coming right back, I say yea, she knows I'm lying.

She put her head down, and says aight. I feel like shit, she needs someone right now. Am I being selfish? Why does our lives have to be like this, just then I hear cypress hill boom by in a whip.."how I can just kill a mannnnnn"..i make my way to the living room, the smell of weed and boy is strong.

Hop onto the porch, lil man and her lil sister coming home, the lights is on the sky is pink and orange. I pull my hoody over my head and walk home wit my head down. I get to the part of the walk that I loath to make after dark. Long walk wit only 1 light that goes under an overpass with woods on both sides and a weak wooden bridge over a creek.

I always feel like some animal is gonna drag me into the woods and kill me, it used to scare me, now I kinda loath it cause I always seem to make it through. I buss a right on the train tracks, I like the sound of the rocks under my feet. I hear the highway, crickets, dogs, music from the homes. Yea this feel like Hanahan to me.

After 5 minutes on the tracks, I hop off and dip off to the street my aunt lives on. Go in the house, go to the den, flop down, turn on the PS and play some smackdown. She hit my phone by text, where you at. I feel a lil more like shit.
 
Beta said:
lol my girl said that last night

“How many bullets he got?!”

first 15 mins of the movie there’s music running in the background and it makes the characters’ voices low.

pac’s motivation for turning on his friends and becoming evil is horrible

The ending is horrible too lol
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Pac needed counseling or a family. Think he was homeless lowkey
 
Alle'Oop said:
She was a nice girl, she was the oldest taking care of her younger siblings. I'm chilling in kitchen while she wash dishes. Her mom came home, looked at me for a moment, then her, then went in the bedroom.

The her mom friends came over, brews, blunts, boy. Went in the room, on came the Isleys. She went from talking to becoming very silent and her shoulders slumped. Long enough for me to notice and my horny high to leave me to take notice that shes washing the dishes with soap.

There arent any curtains or blinds on the walls, her mom didn't even care that a strange nigga is in her home while she was gone and the sun is going down.

Ion wanna walk all the way home after dark and I feel bad for her. I'm not horny no more, I make mention of going to the store right quick to get some mad dog. She look up from the dishes, she looks in my eyes, her eyes holding wielded up tears, but not from me. She says you coming right back, I say yea, she knows I'm lying.

She put her head down, and says aight. I feel like shit, she needs someone right now. Am I being selfish? Why does our lives have to be like this, just then I hear cypress hill boom by in a whip.."how I can just kill a mannnnnn"..i make my way to the living room, the smell of weed and boy is strong.

Hop onto the porch, lil man and her lil sister coming home, the lights is on the sky is pink and orange. I pull my hoody over my head and walk home wit my head down. I get to the part of the walk that I loath to make after dark. Long walk wit only 1 light that goes under an overpass with woods on both sides and a weak wooden bridge over a creek.

I always feel like some animal is gonna drag me into the woods and kill me, it used to scare me, now I kinda loath it cause I always seem to make it through. I buss a right on the train tracks, I like the sound of the rocks under my feet. I hear the highway, crickets, dogs, music from the homes. Yea this feel like Hanahan to me.

After 5 minutes on the tracks, I hop off and dip off to the street my aunt lives on. Go in the house, go to the den, flop down, turn on the PS and play some smackdown. She hit my phone by text, where you at. I feel a lil more like shit.
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It sounds to me like either the soap for dishes or her mom gettin high actually was ur reason for leaving

Or ur own guilt/shame
 
Beta Ray Trill said:
I never been there before. I started to go last night but it was storming. I assume it's one of those upscale clubs that's strict on their rules. I'm going to ask my cousin next weekend about that. @BRIAN B. have you ever been to the Southside Social?
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Yea once or twice


you already kno how them clubs/bars downtown are w/ that dress code, prolly gon be extra tight since dude got killed the other wk
 
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