When people are sleeping around do they ever think of friendships and if there’s any at all? And why are you sleeping with someone who wouldn’t care if you’re dead or alive? Like imagine times you’re alone and really have no one, and you get sad and you think bout the people you’ve met, people you’ve kissed, people you’ve slept with and than how many of those lovers or sorta friends can one really depend on?
There are many reasons why I miss the ‘90s. My life was the hardest it could get back them. I was being fed by mother, but then I was being fed by my grandmother, and my other grandmother, I used to run on Nintendo marathons with one of my best friends that is now having a baby. As in a child.
A brisk night dancing underneath golden chandeliers ends as you wander through the busy streets to the train station. It is late. A vibrant tune is still gently ringing in your ears. Your steps are light, joyous, and your mind is engaged in looking forward to the cosiness of your room.