Voices keep going on and on about how you’d never be in Boston without being turned all the way up because you’d be slow and a hoe.
They’ve been saying this for like the last few hours, kind of baiting me to type it out.
I was in the kitchen eating strawberries tho, and I didn’t have my phone.
The voices have been a bit easier to deal with, I apologize for the recent e-mails, sometimes they get the best of me.