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I don’t worry bro five dollars my meals about 12 I didn’t expect this I thought everything was gonna be paid for I was really panicking I told Ari I didn’t have any money and he told me don’t worry about it man I got you I was like Johnny bro you are a W man’s I got you for life don’t even worry about it so that moment that’s when I knew Johnny was locked in for life breaking bread with the homie I can't wait until I'm up one day not one day but pretty soon
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8. The waiter came back around and Johnny said in the building together I gave him my five dollars for two just so I can pay for something I’m so glad that he paid for me because I don’t know what I was gonna do one I was probably gonna run out the restaurant because there was no way I was gonna be washing dishes to pay for my meal you got me messed all the way up so anyways we left the party and walk back to the crib search an anti-climatic day really don’t wanna do that again
By Robbie Bale12 months ago in Poets
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Don’t let fear of the unknown hold you back from love. The chance to meet someone who truly sets your soul alight is a precious gift. Not everyone gets to experience that kind of connection, so when it finds you, cherish it. Some believe that the connections we forge in past lives influence our present. Perhaps those unfulfilled bonds lead us to new love in this life, offering a chance to rewrite a story that ended too soon.
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