˗ˏˋthe bakeryˎˊ˗

three..

this girl was like a nightmare.

a beautiful nightmare.

she's stuck in my fucking mind and she can't get out.

not even some weed does it.

"jack, yo."

i shook my head and looked at a laughing sam and clouded johnson.

"huh?"

"what the fuck is wrong with you, bro?"

"this girl."

"he-he's talking about th-is girl-l that he s-saw a-at the bak-kery." sam said inbetween giggles.

"well, smoke s'more."

"i can't. she's stuck in my fucking mind."

"jack."

"i just cannot get her outta my fucking mind."