




i took the train up to the city for my boy steve's 22nd bday, rough ass night. not much to show for it but sketchy drunk/hungover photos i dont remember taking.
I’m just out there, you know. Don’t like to think like everybody else, don’t like to try to think like everybody else, don’t like to do nothing everybody else think I’m gone do, don’t like to say nothing everybody else think I’m gone say
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