You've been up doing tangerine shooters all night haven't you? Don't lie man, I can smell the peelings dude. Whatever. I cannot be around you...watching you throw your life away. For what? That little buzz you get when your fingernails first dig into the bumpy orange covering. Those goosebumps when you find a section with no seeds. I cannot watch you self destruct again. Who was here for you when you got strung out on persimmons? You have to make a choice. It's us or the tangerines.