I am back in New York, feeling like the bad bitch I am.
I am in the back of a limo and we are cruising through Upper East Side in New York, in Carnegie hill. I am going to see a person I haven't seen in a while. I adjust the scarf tied around my hair and the sunglasses I am wearing. I have decided to let my hair grow out but today, I am thinking of just doing something different. That's why I am going to pick on the person who I have the most fun with.
We get there, and the driver opens the door for me. I step outside and go to the door of the massive and so beautiful townhouse and press the door. I step back, looking at the architecture of the building and the street, and I can't help but smile.
My girl is really living life as it should be.
The mahogany heavy door swigs opens and there she is, in all her glory, staring at me. I remove my sunglasses and I can't help the smile that's on my face.
