fossils, in time your fossils will be unearthed. living in your hometown does this to you. i cant tell you how many fossils, relics from my past i see. and the countless times, i dont want to speak or reminisce, for whatever reason. the mistakes of a teenager with no emotional attention span, come back to haunt me, more often than i care for. it explains why things are the way they are.
its crazy when you find out the truth, ten years later. like you soured on me cause, you heard i was fooling around with her (insert halfway mediocre but fast westside chick). damn, i started out on the wrong path. quality was not in my vocabulary. and i am still paying for it.
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