Thug Life Meme の小説・ストーリー

“She’s got a mouth like fire, that one.” “Shut it, burrow-butt,” she snapped sweetly. "Says a certain smallie that loves being hurled to the ground." Mangolia smirked. "That's not itt, you-" in the stead of completing her words, she pursued them, club in hand. Their laughters spilled across the air. Soon, the streets whispered about the little gang. The Farthides, as they called themselves, after Fremelin’s ridiculous creed: “Touch the fart of our hides, and we’ll have your hides!”

Just fuck my life. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

in’…I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the street…So I gotta be down with the hood team…Too much television watchin' got me chasin' dreams…I'm a educated fool with money on my mind…Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye…I'm a loc'd out gangsta, set trippin' banger…And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger…Fool, death ain't nothin' but a heart beat away…I'm livin' life do or die, what can I say?…I'm 23 now, but will I live to see 24?…The way things is goin', I don't know…Tell me why are we so blind to see…That the ones we hurt are you and me?…Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise…Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise…Keep

" I ignored him. Group chat. 'Same time next week.' I wanted to ignore that one, but I put a thumbs up emoji. I couldn't risk them releasing the video before my finals. My whole junior year would be a waste if that happened. Fu8ck them. I would give them no emotion. They would get nothing from me except what I decided to give them. If I had to have meaningless se8x to get through this, I would. But fu8ck them both. ----- ----- -----

[What kind of trash bag are you, holding so much garbage?] [Peacocks flaunt their tails to attract mates. What's your excuse for parading your ass online?] [Patricia Harris, why don't you just die?] [Slut, you're probably wild in private, right? That video's gone viral.] [Heard you're diseased. Stay home! Don't infect us!] I stared at my phone screen, the barrage of insults washing over me. Doctored memorial photos and grotesque AI-generated images assaulted my eyes.

At this point, I was fully satisfied with the thug I met. He was smart. I had seen it. Katlego would never get a hold of him. And this made me happy. It told me a tale of a free man who had his ways all the time. Whether straight or crooked, I was loving the roller coaster ride.

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒋𝒂𝒘 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. "𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌 everyone, 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 today 𝒂𝒏�

He said to himself hugging the envelope of money as his life depended on it. “You know I have a share of that money right?" his wife asked. Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Money money money money, MONEY Some people got to have it Hey, Hey, Hey - some people really need it Hey, listen to me, y'all do thangs, do thangs, do thangs - bad things with it Well, you wanna do thangs, do thangs, do thangs -

#It’s a M3L0N#: “What a vicious woman!” #Haier’s Brother#: “Framing others with drugs, what a disgusting act! She’s ruined another person’s reputation for a lifetime.”

“Wow! Isn’t somebody trying to play superhero?” The thug who shoved Tanya had a wolf head tattooed on his chest. He ripped his shirt open a little bit wider to show off the tattoo before saying aggressively, “Little brat, you’re right about me being a wolf! I’m not just a wolf, but a wild one who has tasted blood before! Did you know that?” “Haha! Look at this, brat!” The other three thugs glanced at each other before they, too, pulled their shirts open to reveal the same wolf-head tattoo on their chests.