This might sounds similar to a poem/rant i have on here called "labels suck.." Thats because i took some things from that and added it to this poem. I..
I was at another poetry slam. I was given a topic and had 5 minutes to come up with a poem on that topic. Isn't one of my best. No edits. Eh, well
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Alright soo.. originally this was a poem but i re-shaped it into a some-what story form..I'm not a fan of this piece of writing of mine, but my friend..
Okay soo, this chapter is pretty short and not that interesting. It just came to me as i was doing my hw and idecided to go with it. It didnt come out..
I arrived at Blake's house in my usual outfit. Black skinnies,a band t-shirt (today it was A Day To Remember), and my Vans. I was too lazy to do my ha..
This chapter is pretty much based on personal experience. This actually happened to me only it was a different scenario and stuff. But it has the same..