Fuck you if you wanna start bitchin me out I dont gotta stay N listen 2 that mouth I can easliy leave and care less Belive meh when i say i aint got the time to mess Theres finer things in life i just cant miss Your not worthy enought to find da time to diss you just piss around telling bullshit you act like a brat Everytime it comes down to your lil tantrum fits You cant even put 2 and 2 together you have no clue its hard enough for you to peice information together so dont even gather Id rather you take some quiet time 2 give your head a rest cuz i know its all u got it was a shot you gave your best so you better stop before you make anotha mistake give your head a good shake before you give yourself another headache do yourself that favor and put a lid in it Cuz everthying you been saying to me and my girlfriend is just not cool Its bullshit and im getting sick of it I dont need to walk in your shoes what the hell will that prove that u married some dude and that we cant be frieneds all i can say is keep asuming shit and eventually all your realtions will come down to a end
Reason for writing:
when i was mad, writting was the only way i can get back without hurting anybody
Birth sign: Aries
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