The Tides Of Man.

Currently it is 10:01 am, March 17th, and I could sit in front of my computer naked listening to rap all day.

I wouldn't say that my only good friends here have just come into my life recently, but it sure seems that way. The group i've just started to surround myself with constantly feels like my new home. We all met about a month ago at Impact Music Festival, all of us on some good white rhino's. We all met up at the metro-rail train to take us to downtown Miami and from that day i've been with them literally everyday I could. At this juncture in my high school career i'd just like a car already. I'm paying for it anyways, why the fuck can't I just get it? I get by with walking. I walk more than 5 miles a day at the least. I'm gone so often now either with the "gang" or at clubs that my mom is starting to ask me if i've moved out. Honestly, that sounds about right. I am moving out. BAM. Once my car comes in, and college starts up, Eli is on his way out the door.

Not gonna lie, since i've met this girl I can't recall the last time we were all just sober for one whole day. My friend Daryl and I talk about it all the time. We are all on point with our lives though, so we don't stress it. We have school down, we take care of our shit, but for some poor ass kids we sure find our way to come up on a quarter oz. everyday and a 16 pack of some Busch Light and Natty Ice. We ride out to a club at least once a week. It's just Miami living, I really do enjoy it. People looking in from the outside see a bunch of out-of-control kids doing drugs, and underage drinking but we're just living the High Life, trying to have a good time. People connect drugs with the stigma that you automatically become an addict and then your life is 10x worse off then those in "sober living", but my friends will probably accept you 10x as faster then your friends. The second best part about our small group of real friends is that if you don't like us, then hit the road jack. We don't sweat drama. We honestly just chill. All day, everyday.

You know, even though I would do my best to pretend like I didn't care what people thought of me, I did. Now, I really don't care. I am me. The people who love and enjoy me for me deserve me. Everyone else is stressing out on that life shit, but you just have to roll with the punches.

I really wish people wouldn't turn to drugs though. Me? That's a different story. Trust me. Sit down and have a mature conversation on drugs and you'll see our reasons for doing them will be vastly different. I tell even my closest friends "No, man. you shouldn't do that." I don't care if i've done it before, you're not me. Anyways.

Twist it, bite it, light it.

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