****, I'm really high. Why did IΒ bother getting ******?
****... I'm REALLY high... The end of senior year is close!
****. Why did I get high? **** held me back for a year... Of sitting, and staring, and staring, and sitting, And laughing my *** to tears.
The *** became a small escape. Like Superman without his cape. Or a homeless guy with a 40 oz drink. ****, what am I saying?!
****! I'm high. There's work to do? But **** that ****. I'll chill for a bit.
And it's back to work for who?
Hopefully, my high ***.
So basically this is a little comedic narrative I wrote high off my *** when I had homework to do and I was too lazy to do any of it. Just imagine a guy, high out of his mind, telling himself these things word for word. I think it's pretty funny.