My parties tonight. 8-Til. There will be dancing at a beach house. People having fun. Meeting each other. And at my own party i'll be outside lighting a blunt. I really don't like parties. Women who think they're hot exposing their grossness. And the actual hot women are concealed because they don't know they're hot. And that's what makes them more beautiful than hot.
I look around the room. Seth printed on every balloon and napkin. The number 21 In shining lights. And sections for the male and female strippers. Champagne fountain. Chocolate fountain. And even a cheese fountain.
I'll stick around for the party for the amazing mountains of food that i can stick in fountains. I'm a good dancer, I'll make an appearance and cut the cake. But after i'll just chill by the pool and smoke. That's normally how these things go. Plus who can complain about getting nice gifts from your rich debutant family and friends. I got a freaking ATV for my thirteenth birthday. Shits awesome. On my eighteenth birthday I partied with Trippie Redd and Ellen.
Life as an heir to the a IceBox chains and jewelry market. Look it up. Do some business with me. I'm not complaining my life is awesome. But i'm no flexer... I don't expect much from this party...