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alright tonight's the night time to dress my best, which is the best Red off white flannel shirt with black sleeves, 600 i think i was going to wear that black off white flannel hoodie, one and a half racks, but i think the dior zip shoes that match that look tacky, like mustard on takis. so, i guess i'll just get some red october yeezy somethings, 11 racks. Rick owens with black laces to match the sleeves and finally Valentino hat, 400, psh. That make me look broke. Not even a light flex. Dior bucket hat from stockx, still in the mail, out for delivery but i dont got time. I gotta go. Go with my bro. we at the entrance, paid 100, told him keep the change cause he need it, and we in as soon as it open Damn im hungry. So im waiting, 40 mins later, some tacos, horchata, we in, we just vibing. Opps staring, im glaring like " you doing here" kinda look. Look i aint no dicaprio, but errybody look good when they rich. Oop, look who talking now! Opps mad, hoes mad, cause this dumb hoe asked me to dance with her and i was like who is you? You aint nobody i'm tryna vibe. Funny thing is, they getting mad at a loner. I'm too good for es anyway. That's why im always alone. I wanna go home, play gta5 mods, and eat chips, and flex on the gram! So i take a picture in the ballroom, and get out cause i might get robbed soon. Bro, in the bape I tell him "come on! We gotta go!" He grab his fendi bag We get in the Charger Whoosh! Wanna 'pologize , we gone!

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