5:00am thoughts

people think theyre special and they are. everybody reacts differently to every situation. its fun to watch my friends talk about cream soda and Big Jim and other things that they miss from home. Crystal Pepsi. Dan keeps tryin to fuck with me while wearing my sweatshirt. Holland with the stripes down the sleeves. "get on there and give me a quote" as he picks up the guitar. tuning, exploring. "u takin requests?" talking again, tuning still, wanting more beer. i don't drink it. and grapejuice i don't drink also. walkin lookin around seein shit feelin the rhythm hearin the sounds couldnt get myself to the store. still playin. and listenin. "have we met? im not sure." im dan. yeah i know, im jeff. oh yeah i remember. oh Br**n ^e) comes up again. he always talks about pussy and cocks. still playin. muther fucker placatin thinkin im stupid. gives me the baby crocodile and expcts me to respond to his question later on. wants some chicken but needs some help to order. not gonna call for them. steak between our friendship.