I'm really not your typical good boy who likes to play with toy cars. But I'll let you judge.
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i could spend a few minutes of my time typing a decent description of myself so that you guys would know me better. but fuck, are you worth my time? my name's keith, and i'll leave it as that.
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009, 2:38 AM
what a teen.
such an innocent face,she'd look awesome in lace.
she's barely a teen,
yet stuck in between.
the lives of her gangs,
and the ties with her friends.
well she gets into fights,
and stays up at night.
sometimes she sniffs glue,
gets high on K too.
she's running from the cops,
wild and amok.
never has there been one like her
that kept me intrigued, that little girl.
she was frank, and boy was she bold.
to a stranger like me, her story she told.
as we sat at the void deck and spoke,
i lost count of the sticks she smoked.
the things i heard that night,
would have drawn many away.
the story of a girl, that had gone astray.
but somehow it was different for me,
i yearned to hear more, endlessly.
what drugs?
what gangs?
what fights?
what brands?
what glue?
what screens?
what fights?
what a teen.