Fifteen.

Today i went to go get my bus pass with Beatriz.
I hate the wind. It make my hair look really bad.
And i need a haircut.
We got the pass, spoke ALOT.
You know when you speak so much your throat is super dry. That's what happened.
We were at the bus stop and got hungry.
Got some grade A beef.ha
This umbrella flew up and closed before our eyes.
Was this a sign?


THE HOMIES CAN'T HAVE NONE! MZAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!