O shit.
I met him.
I actually hanging out with him for the whole night. Well not actually.
But yes.
We met
after a year ..
We met.
We met.
We met! Shit We Actually MET!
What
was on
his mind at that night ?
Did he think
about
my ugly frigin zit
on my forehead ?
Did I look Okay ?
Did I ?
No
I have a friggin Zit on my forehead.
Yes
A friggin mini Zit.
A hyperbolism?
No. Yes. No ?
Chill?
I can't Chill!
Chillaxx they said.
No! I can't.
It's been a year. A year.. A fuckin 1 year.
and a zit.
I'm playing dead now. Uhhuh. I'm dead.
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