Today I went to TJ Max, Ross, Walmart, Marshalls, and K&G Men's for my Prom shit.
The only store that had anything was K&G and it was weird there because I felt like such a minority and I was surrounded by fat black guys and black chicks with huge donks holding a crying child in one arm while sifting through the clearance rack.
I looked through everything and got a gold/bronze dress shirt, a gold and bronze tie with flower designs on it (like wall paper) and bought cuff links that look badass as hell!
So I get home and try everything on. I look smokin!!! I was surprised and I usually never say stuff about myself but I really liked the way I looked.
I call Sam and tell her I bought my prom shit finally. She's excited and wants to come over to see it.
She comes over and sees me with everything on and she thought I looked hawt and thought it matched perfectly with her dress.
Later, I come over to compare the colors of her dress and my shirt. Perfect. Her and I are really both excited about prom because I don't really have to feel the need to impress her anymore. I'm myself around her and it's great. I have nothing to worry about. Hell, I even ripped one in front of her and Bonique( her best friend) because I don't give a fuck anymore.
Bitch, I do what I want. Oh and I quit pot yesterday. I'm tryin to get back into shape and get my running started up. And I don't need anything slowing me down. My life didn't take a complete 180 but I'd say a 90 degree turn right into the ass of a innocent mormon boy.
Suck my cock, fuckers!
You're gonna like the way you look. I guarantee it.
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