“i just wanna let y’all know that no matter how hype of a summer you think you had –– mine was better. so rad, so swag, i am the master of fun. but like, if you wanna tell me ‘bout yours anyway and catch up, i’m here for that. i’m also here to tell you that if you touch my beautiful new keyboard in my room, i will yell at you. yell cause violence ain’t shit and hittin’ ain’t cool, but like don’t touch my shit.”
“Your keyboard? Dude, why the hell would I even want that?”













