—; IN OAKLAND.

Holla at your boy.

“Avalyn.”

Gives a shrug of his shoulders. “Sleeping, I kind of psssed our for the past couple years and refused to wake up. You know how it is.”

“I can promise you, I did not.”

“Oh, you know. Time is still the same, where she’s still attempting to cook, and burning down a toaster.” That’s not even a joke, that happened three hours ago. “And Phillip is still y’all, skinny and white.”

He raises an eyebrow, slowly crossing his arms. “Uh huh, okay. Whatever you say, bro.”

— ;

“Oh, you know. It’s just that the world is on fire, and no one has seen each other for the past 3 months. So we’ve got that going for us.”

— ; PARENTAL DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

~Tʜᴇ Aᴘᴏsᴛᴀᴛᴇ. '𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘈 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴.' Aᴄᴇs Mᴀxᴇɴᴄᴇ. Oғ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ.~ 𝐴 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑓 🌸#𝓕𝓵𝓮𝓾𝓻𝓓𝓮𝓛𝓲𝓼🌸

“Shiiiit, what?”

— ; I KNOW. YOU’RE TIRED. I’M NERVOUS, I’M NERVOUS. WITH NOBODY TO LOVE.

why was D.A.R.E an elementary school program. i didn't have access to weed in the 5th grade. i didn't know where it was. i still don't know. where is it

— ; IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?

“Shiit.”

– ; YES, THIS IS MR. FLOYD CALLING FOR A MRS. FLOYD? ...OH, HE HUNG UP!