Lobstah Rollin on Park Ave
Missing my New York today more than ever
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New York makes me feel smart and happy. It’s a real place. New York expects you to do big things. It’s an old city with its own agenda. Someone lived in my apartment before me and someone will be there after me. It’s hard to live here. I wouldn’t want to live in an easy place. What’s fun about that?
And every time I’m numb with sadness before I go to bed, or every time I cry myself to sleep you always visit me in my dreams. It’s a sweet comfort to have you there when I need you even if it’s only in my head, even if it’s my own imaginary construct. You were there and you made me feel better. I don’t know why that happens and especially since it’s been such a long time but after all those months I still dream of you when I’m at my worst. It’s good for when I’m asleep and think it’s real. But when I wake up and face reality without you again, that’s when it hits me. You’re not really here. And I’m still learning how to live with it.
people told me they gained over 50+ when i did this the other day so yas
wtf i gained over 80 thank u crunchier this is dope
woah this is sick! thanks so much
It’s crazy because I don’t even know when you become so important to me. It’s like watching a snowstorm. You see the flakes falling,but you don’t realize how they are adding up. Then suddenly,your whole lawn is covered. All these little things have added up, and you are my snowstorm, baby.
jaimelannistre