the victim

As an aspiring plenty things..lol. really i want to be so many things but i don't know if i'll live long enough to accomplish any of 'em. was out of school this weekend and hooked up with some homeboys. got to their penthouse loft, n they talked me into laying back and kicking it with them. i reluctantly agreed subject to activities, but none was happening so i called up an ex of mine that still goes through the trouble of keeping in touch. she had called earlier the same day to inquire about my moves for the weekend. home girl started acting up like my life depended on seeing her so i ex'd hooking up with her even though i could use a quickie. so we're back in the penthouse with no activities save for the blunts we just got supplied. puffing and passing, we started getting in the groove, all of a sudden it seemed i was the subject of the joke, like i really wanted to be there and letting me was a favor i needed, since i didn't need the favor, i decided to take my leave. on the bike, i thought back and realised good people are the victims 'cause i didn't beg to chill with them, they offered, these cats can't even bark when i'm growling, you dig? the girl's excuse was that she was dressing up. this is a girl with 'ugly girl syndrome' that would do anything to make me find her attractive, even give me head in a cab. she eventually hooked up the same day with a 'supposed' friend of mine. i say supposed because i used to take this boy out when he wasn't shit and even introduced him to the girl in question as my girl friend and he went behind my back slandering my image so he can take a shot at laying her or something. All taken in good faith though, until it started to rain and i was still on the road, got home drenched...........