Pretty much explains itself more or less. there is no between the lines because the lines don’t exist.
hanging out down at the skate park
hot/sultry after school shine
on everyone’s face
((feel-out-of-place-hide-it-in-the))
sway of the hips/ass shake/saunter
over making believing that these are my peepz.
ommmggggg.
sitting with anorexic-brown eyed-brown skinned-fake-baywatch-bitch-current best friend
ramptrampolliebackflipfuckintiresmokebesidebrickbuilding
canyons of concrete
throw up/shit/piss/fuck on slide
that a little kid will put his hands and do the 2 second thing
into cat scat/leaves/cigarette packsnbuttsnlighterswiththetopstornoff
get back up and climb and do it again
we/he can never be able to get the germs off
run around
see how (high) we can go
on the swings or in a shuttle of smoke
it’s just a day in spring and we’re all chilling at the park
after school shine one everyone’s face
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