today was an absolute memory and it hasn't even finished
snuck out of the house with my brother to surreptitiously eat (surreptitious, so that we wouldn't have to buy food for the assholes at the house)
my mom was up by the time we were back, so I said if we go home at the same time it'd be obvious; so he goes home and I go to my homie aryan's pet food shop to hang out with him, maybe finish the track we were writing with him.
I meet his other faggier-than-me-lookin friend Homer there and he seems chill as shit. we sit playin doom for a while until we're like "aight, it's 2, lets go grab lunch and come back n reopen"
we go to aryan's place to cook somethin up, we get there and the door's open. we thought it's a thief so all 3 of us automatically pull out them sharp thingies cuz we tough like that. he barges in n we follow; no one's there. everything's okay, but his cat's nowhere to be found. dog's goin crazy too.
we instantly run outside and start looking every single street in the hood for bro, in 43 fucking celcius subsaharan sunlight. I'm pretty sure I'll wake up lookin like fucking lightning cuckquean with all the red on me.
after like... maybe 2 hours, we get back to aryan's all devastated. homer orders pizza and we're exhausted asf tryna eat. after that we eventually found the cat stuck near the roof and brought him in. shit was relieving as fuck.
we get back to the pet shop n reopen it, ary get's us ice cream, we listen to some of my tracks, play some more doom, try to work on the new track, help with the work (more customers near evening), mostly chillin.
eventually my #1 blood-homie, day 1er, never-changin, I'd-totally-tap bro calls me after 1 month and I instantly leave n we go hang out with him for a bit. eventually some dork I never fucked with comes around and I decide to dip. just yeet myself out of the function.
on my way home, there's this... bridge above a highway, and on the edge I see this girl sittin, so I'm like "ayo, you okay?". she started laughing like "uhh, no?". I was like "I thought u were tryna yeet urself so-" and I show her my hands cuz they were legitimately shaking. turns out she actually was.
so I just sat with her up there and eventually she was like aight let's not. we walked back down n sat next to the highway for like an hour n talked, she cried a bit, I tried not to cry a bit, eventually her mom came around n picked her up.
I came back home, took a FAT Shit. like Fat. like looking like a hammer almost fat. like I do not posses the insight to understand how I survived it fat. Fat.
aaaaand here I am. that was the day.
