I was evicted from the house on Fraser and 11th. I had a strange acquaintance with a crew of people that like in the end fell apart like most of my personal relationships do with most people.
I was so high that day I had to move that I left my house in the hands of a couple of these new "buddies" of mine and went to ride my bike. I was gone half the day, long after the 12 noon deadline that I had to be out of the place. I don't know why. But, being that high on speed and being on my bike I just can't ever seem to stop riding it. Which was funny because I had to move that day but instead after my buddy gave me a huge chunk of meth I went bike riding instead.
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