The Real Reality
Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away. When you go out there, you don’t know who to believe, who to listen to, and who to know about. Trust me; I’ve been in there before. I want to be what I am right now. Playing with Hotwheels toys, still throwing mud ball, at girls’ ass. I’ve the world my whole life, and now it’s basically falling down. :(
This made me really mad, about people making crimes, raping people, in this very city. I wanted the world to be like the nature. It`s together, far, but you know it`s ther or you.
