YOU GET THE FEELING WHEN YOU CANT GO ON, YOUR HEART IS FUCKED, YOUR FEELINGS HAVE GONE. PEOPLE PLAYING THEIR GAMES, FUCKIN WITH MY HEAD, I PULL OUT A 44 AND PUMP EM WITH LEAD. YOU LIKE THE PAIN? YOU WANNA FUCK AROUND SOME MORE? SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU DIRTY WHORE. STRUTTIN YOUR SHIT, THINKIN YOUR "IT", YOUR NO MUCH BETTER THAN A PILE OF SHIT. AT LEAST SHIT CANT TALK, BUT YOU FUCKIN DO, YOU SAID I DONT LOVE? ITS FUCKIN TRUE!. HOW CAN I LOVE SOMEONE WHO FUCKS WITH YOUR BRAIN, RIPPIN UR HEART OUT, AS A LOVE FELT GAME. IT AINT ENJOYABLE, IT HURTS ME BAD, THEN YOU WONDER WHY I GET SO MAD... ITS CUZ I HATE YOU, I REALLY DO, YOU CHEATED BITCH!! THINK I NEVER KNEW?? WELL FUCK YOU NOW AND FUCK YOU FOREVER, DO ME THIS ONE THING AND PROMISE ME.....NEVER TO PUT SOMEONE ELSE THROUGH THE SHIT I DID, REMEMBER YOU FUCKED UP BITCH...WE HAVE A KID...Birth sign: Taurus
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