Some people never change
I was out grabbing some dinner and ran into a guy I used to know. Haven't seen him in 6-7 years. Turns out he did a nickel in the joint but he's
back to being his old self. In other words he was strung out on meth and looked totally fucked up. Reminded me why I stopped hanging out with the
guy. The one thing I always liked about him was he made me laugh. The guy used to keep a copy of Body Count's "Cop Killer" in the car and every time
he got pulled over, which happened a lot, he would throw it in and crank it before the cop made it to the car. Did it a few times when I was in the
car and it usually sent me into hysterical laughter. He told me he still does it.
‘Do you know what a love letter is? It’s a bullet from a fucking gun. Straight through your heart.’
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