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Current mood:  angry Category: Blogging
So just got a lil dough today and felt like some herb. So i phoned around and had to mission to get it. Now me and my boy converse for a bit aint seen him in a while. So we go our seperate ways then my bus flies past so i run for it. The herb is in my pocket along with my oyster card. The shit drops and i get on the bus none the wiser. Get home to roll a phatty but nooooooo. Search my pockets nothing. I might as well of thrown my money away. Pissed.
4:50 PM
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