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Jun 2020
I was there sitting in front of you
You and your buddy cracking jokes from behind
You think you’re so funny
But in my head so far I’ve already correctly predicted every line
I listen in with more focus as you laugh at the possibility of “tumbleweaves.”
I thought it was a little funny because I used to say those types of things.
I’m intrigued now, I wanna know what is coming next
Hoping it’s something that I haven’t heard before for that I could add to my index  
As he continued to talk I felt I entered his hora and became him
I was disappointed
He said something so stupid that I don’t even remember what he said
And you’ll never guess next what I did
As the words flowed out of his mouth my mouth mimicked every syllable silently and I moved as if I had strings  
When this joker laughed at the pun of his joke
An identical laugh came out of me
My finger automatically went down my throat because the lack of amusement literally gagged me
Opening my eyes and sitting up after he made my stomach curl
I remembered I was sitting in a courtroom with two cops watching me and sitting in between two girls
The man behind automatically shut up when he realized that I had duplicated his laugh and mannerisms prior verbatim
I looked ahead giggling in my head about the out of this world that experience I had
I never knew having a long **** weave would not just give confidence but provide me with unpredictable fun
The cops are laughing because they saw the ordeal and could tell I was not upset but disappointed about being unamused
The girl next to me, whom had turned her body language complete closed off to me after my outburst
Had her name called to the stand and had to go up first
I got slightly salty because her head was half shaved
My hair was made fun of for apparently trying to make my hair “look white” and this girl had half of head shaved & her skin pearly white
Looking like an African American woman’s hairstyle that I have seen since the beginning of my days
One cop walks over by me as if to intimidate me or check things out
He looks over at me trying to read my face
In deep thought and serious, no doubt
But he saw my glance to the girl and the podium and after seeing what happened I believe he put two and two together
I feel he would have agreed that the double standard is ******* and that on that day on me my hair looked better
I want long hair and she wants her short
So shut the **** up and who cares what you think you know inspired its source
But truly the moral of the story is if your going to talk **** you have to at least be funny of course
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Astounding  26/F/My Castle
(26/F/My Castle)   
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