I'm going back to my second home, cracked out hookers and pimps with big wheels room the city streets. You are ok, unless you stare in someones face they might want a fight. But, it's all good because you have friends in low places too. Iggy pop is from the motor chitty, and so are the romantics which I can say the drummer is my friends uncle. Not afraid to go back, just hope I don't get shot because, I know people in low places. They might see Im back lol. And try to sell me things I don't need anymore. Watching someone get shot in the eye kinda does it for me and seeing people get beat up over a cigerette yay bum fight. Welcome back Detroit on Monday.
It's Thursday I dread the rest of the week, having to deal with company. I still haven't attempted to clean the room for my guest but at least the rest of the house is pretty much clean. More sleep, I need it.
Lab~rat