e sent a text of some huaraches he just bought from footlocker in gvegas. no lie, them joints flame. after a few exchanges of sneaker talk, we made plans to get up this winter break. it’s been 7.5 years since we’ve got up, ever since we graduated high school. no matter how long it’s been since we’ve last seen each other or spoke, that’s my brother for life. e been 10 toes down since 7th grade, when we used to talk about middle school girls we’d marry one day. ironically most the chicks we talked about are married now, just not to us. we goin keep living though.
true players, for real.
-ratha, 8:56pm, 12.19.18