nigga i haven’t seen in a year reappears at university 10kg lighter, with blue contact lenses and peptides coursing through his veins… what strange metamorphosis is this
“… Biggg tough guy… what the hell do you do in yr free time?”
“… I write prose…”
“Please… Give me a break… you aint no Maya Angelou, honkey…”
“… but I am a caged bird…”