"Baby, all I gotta say, nobody get they way faster. Claiming that you're here to stay, we'll see how it plays, actor. Boy, you say you're done with games and more. We gotta get deeper now .Deeper and deeper now. Wonder how you give it to me so good...
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Autumn Malanie Thomas
"Autumn come on man!" Messiah said banging on my door. "Just lemme explain."
"No." I shouted back putting all his clothes into boxes. "Stupid ass nigga."
"Autumn!" He shouted now kicking my door. "I will break this fucking do- aye bitch what the fuck you looking at? Mind ya motherfucking business."
Oh hell...
I ran to the door and snatched it open, "WHAT! And don't be cussing my neighbors out."
He pushed me in than walked in slamming the door, "Let me fucking explain! I shouldn't have to do all that just so you can open the fucking door."
"No fuck you!" I snapped pushing him.
"Why are you packing my s-"
"BECAUSE YOU'RE SINGLE MESSIAH!!" I yelled running back in my room getting the rest of his clothes.
He snatched my arm making me drop his clothes, "Autumn just chill."
I snatched my arm away, "No fuck you Messiah. Real shit fuck you! Since you thought about ending shit, I'm granting your wishes. I don't want no nigga to be with me because they feel sorry for me. Fuck you!"
"Autumn, once again you're not letting me expl-"
I scoffed, "So you think...every argument you get to just run and leave. And I don't hear from you in hours sometimes days if I don't beg you to come back. This argument Messiah, it was a whole fucking week and than you come to Spiritual house with some bullshit basically telling me you don't want this anymore because it's too much stress. Which I told you it was gonna be from the rip! I'm sick of you niggas. And you think you're not adding stress to my life? Every little thing I do or say it's a fucking problem. It's a problem I can't just throw my insecurities out the window because of your fucking compliments. It's not that easy Messiah, it is not that fucking easy!" I snapped mugging the fuck outta him.
"You run from your problems instead of addressing them like the grown ass man you say you are, so let me do you favor and let you get rid of one less problem alright. I don't need no nigga, I'm okay with being alone."
"Au-" I put my hand up cutting him off.
"I'm still fucking talking!!" He looked shocked and nodded shutting his mouth. "So I'm sorry I don't love my stomach because you say you love it. I'm sorry I don't love my stretch marks because you say you love it. I'm sorry I don't like my butt dimples, my ass, my thighs, because you say YOU fucking love it. I'm sorry I'm not confident or have enough courage to defend my fucking self because I can't believe that I'm actually beautiful inside and out. So I'm sorry Messiah. I am really fucking sorry that I am that fucking damaged! So no you cannot explain yourself, all you can do is get your shit and go. And I'm sorry for wasting you're fucking time just as you wasted mine."
