Divide

Bauhaus - Bela Lugosi's Dead (Original)
 
So my main home girl and I use to dress alike on some nights but everybody knew they’re just friends. We’re doing what upstairs dykes do in the bar, which is shoot pool to the death. Fresitababes comes over and says “that girl is looking at you” at which point we turn around to see which one hmpf and my response was “that’s nice.” I look at a couple of items up here too; regulars. I don’t even know who that is. She’s uh well represented; diesel dyke: unknown variable. Next thing I know they both come over after we take our shot. Sporty spice says “is it true that you and her and just friends?” I’m trying not to laugh “yes” so she’s on point; conscious like “I don’t want no problems” and we had a date but all that to say this here…that divide in the bar between upstairs and downstairs blew my mind; old/older school upstairs and new school downstairs; same building: worlds apart. My thinking was somebody will fuck around and get killed on that first floor or seriously injured. (I did think we were going to fist fight upstairs this one night. It was empty up there; would’ve been nobody to mitigate- rare exception).