times

i really want to shop

like insanely

i dont have time or money and i'm suppose to be saving up

I can't help thinking my previous couple of years that were freedom

blissful freedom

I worked and shopped at my own pace

Then i would bump into a friend while shopping, we go to a bar for 'coffee'

we order a bottle of Rose and light bites

We have happy times and decide to stay out and drink

I just think how lucky I am

my friends are well connected to alot of people so we got free drinks

on different occasions I would end up at a house party

dancing across a bridges

Then thinking what the fuck, why is it that everyone lives in plush apartments?

we share naughty salt

no troubles

it was the best years of my life