grass inspired

Follow me, I'll let you follow me. We can throw our brand new sheets of Egyptian cotton and limited edition Vans shoes into the fire that we started with 3 sticks of tobacco and 2 bottles of Vodka. We'll dance around the fire, yelling the lyrics to eminem's lose yourself and then pause for 3 seconds before saying mom's spaghetti because we all know that's only the best phrase out of the entire collection of lyrics from the history of rap songs. We'll get exhausted from all the running and rapping while smoking and gulping down cans of Heinekens, collapsing onto the wet grass at 4 in the morning, panting and still laughing. We'll make plans watch the bits of snow melt into the ground as the summer morning approaches. Till then, we'll smoke bags of weed and get so stoned till we start to get bored of being stoned. We'll start imitating different races of the world, we'll crack racist jokes and feel bad after laughing. We'll sing songs that we hate and huddle under a huge blanket with ugly patterns of animals on it, then doze off for a couple of minutes, before waking up to find that we stayed up all night on the last day of winter for nothing since we missed the first sunrise of summer. We'll get pissed and blame each other for dozing off and then laugh after a minute of awkward silence after thinking of all the stupid things we did on the last night of winter. And we'll continue our plans to do more pot influenced actions as the first day of summer welcomes us into a whole new dimension of youth.


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