Jhené Aniko
"Why does everyone consists on making my life miserable Jj-jhené ?"
My cousin, Jamila says as tears cascade down her face.
It's already bad enough I opened up to a lll-ladies man and now they are purposely on my instagram posting up pictures all hugged u----."
All I could do was sit there, shed some tears with her and comfort her. I didn't want to lie like most people do and say
"I know what your going through" cause that's a lie.
I don't have the first clue on how it feels like to be lied to,cheated on, and unloved. I've always had me a couple of niggas on the side, back up plan, cause I you never know.
I never allowed anyone to get so comfortable with me like that.
I'm still shocked my shy cousin would open up freely to a person like him. Not tryna stereotype but you just don't find faithful dudes wearing the latest and real Jordan's , I mean let's be real people. But no matter what happens to my cousin/sister I will always be there for her.
She's just the sister I never, ever had and I love her for that.
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How are you bodacious my people?
(Look up the definition, it's a really good compliment lol)
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