depection inception

i sat there quietly, almost ashamed, because i thought it was me who stunk like weed on the bus, until i realized it was actually the guy behind me. Later, homeboy across the isle compliments my hat, says see you later cutie, and thinks im an innocent, naive doll because i flashed a smirk and stumbled over my words when accepting the compliment. Little does he know that im:

- hiiigh as a mothafucka and trippin balls
- would devour his soul because im a pimp and a maneater
- very uninterested in whatever advances he wishes he had time to make
- just wanting to jam to the drake + nicki minaj song being pumped into my ears
- trying to daydream about my latest epiphany

thanks, ass, for disupting my thought process!