proper

3mo

@Vox @p_p

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3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.

Windmaster

3mo

classic post

Worldpremiere_

3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.

lucky star

3mo

thinking about the time i decided to lock in and start going to the gym/waking up at 5am and my mom got freaked out bc I abruptly left the house and i had sleep mode on so i never saw her texts and then opened this when i was on the treadmill

mishka

3mo

I was out downtown with some friends when I seen my ex at the end of the sidewalk ahead. At this point I hadn’t seen in almost 2 years. Told myself to act cool and just walk by. As I walked past her I run into the hanging branches of a tree smh. It ain’t super embarassing or anything but definitely wasn’t as smooth as I wanted to be lol.

Chip Skylark

3mo

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Met this girl at a party and we hit it off well to a point the guy she was dating at that time was having issues with it. Fast forward a month or so later we’re messaging/Facetiming regularly and planning on going on a date with two mutual friends. I get nervous and get absolutely trashed. All I remember was her leaving my spot and I fall down a flight of stairs & busted my ass. Haven’t spoken to her since

Worldpremiere_

3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.

Worldpremiere_

3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.

Worldpremiere_

3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.

Worldpremiere_

3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.

Worldpremiere_

3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.

proper

3mo

@Vox @p_p

Worldpremiere_

3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.

lucky star

3mo

thinking about the time i decided to lock in and start going to the gym/waking up at 5am and my mom got freaked out bc I abruptly left the house and i had sleep mode on so i never saw her texts and then opened this when i was on the treadmill

BlueChew Sean

3mo

Was busy making out with this girl, she asked if I had condoms and my response was "No, I don't. Why?"

Worldpremiere_

3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.

Worldpremiere_

3mo

I think i told this story here but ill tell it again.

5th grade, jerking was the cool thing to do where i was at and i was really passionate about it. this random nigga was talking hella s*** and was puttin smut on my name for weeks, so i told bro to meet up in the field for a jerking (dance) competition. We told the whole school that we gon wash him, got my crew together and practiced for like a week.

Most of the school stayed after class to watch. I didnt sweat it, i really lived this jerking s***. Doing pindrop chains around the field with an orange mohawk. I Practiced every day and had the whole look. In general, our crews swag was immaculate for the time.
This dude and his crew dressed like computer scientists, it was laughable. Never seen him dance before either. I was actually passionate about dancing so i thought this was gonna be light work.

I was wrong , competition started and we went first, we flopped hard. Niggas forgot the routine last minute. We all just ended up rejecting in a circle and doing random pin drops. A week of choreo down the drain. Crush laughing at me too. All bad.

To make matters worse, this random nigga and his crew were actually god tier dancers. They was jumping over niggas, doing craaazzyy footwork. and bro hit us with a back flip into a pin drop to end it all. I Couldnt believe it.

We literally got laughed off the field man. It was tragic. School wasnt the same, i hung it up, spent my days in shame and became kind of a recluse, reading books and listening to albums by myself. Loss was so bad, even my grandma knew and started picking me up from school early from time to time.

the kids today would say that i went into aura debt.