he tackled me like a foot ball player.
too bad no one could capture it.
then we passed out on the stairs.
his company is nice every blue moon.
but every other day it's a fight...
so we make it a distant friendship.
he talks to some girl name tranquilizer...
or some ghetto shit.
i feel sorry for her.
i love dude.
but he is a mad man. ♥
Peace. <3