a brand new impossible
My brothers best friend got stabbed in the head by a pizza delivery man, eight staples later, he is ok.
It reminded me of that party in bel air when that kid got a bottle of jack daniel’s broken over his head. “ima kill that nigga, I’m a killa.”
Dear lj friends,
½ of you I don’t give a shit about. ¾’s of you used to be good friends with me. ¼ of you hate me, and a little bit over ¾ of you I will probably never see again after this august, unless I run into you at a market or something else as coincidental.
love,
Sonie Hannah Hack
It reminded me of that party in bel air when that kid got a bottle of jack daniel’s broken over his head. “ima kill that nigga, I’m a killa.”
Dear lj friends,
½ of you I don’t give a shit about. ¾’s of you used to be good friends with me. ¼ of you hate me, and a little bit over ¾ of you I will probably never see again after this august, unless I run into you at a market or something else as coincidental.
love,
Sonie Hannah Hack