↷. 🎪 ঌ ࣪₀ 🦩 .˚ ☁️ ༺ ◛*➶ 。˚ ♯
❝ you gotta beg for it, 𝖇𝖊𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖎𝖙. i wanna see you 𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖕. baby imma need you to beg, 𝖇𝖊𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖎𝖙 ❞ ⁺◟༉ ꜜ𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶: Get On Your Knees — Nicki Minaj & Ariana Grande
・♩: *・゚🎼 :* ◄◄ ▐▐ ►► ・゚♪: * ・゚♫:*i'm never one to listen to rumors but sometimes i couldn't help but wonder. i really couldn't fucking help but wonder this time around either because something was really suspicious.
it's been all over the internet but i stopped addressing rumors about me and jack a long time ago, you don't give them nothing to feed into and they let it go.
not this time though, there was supposedly pictures of jack out with dinner with another girl.
that girl is not me. i know it's not me because last time me and jack went out to dinner at a restaurant was a month ago.
we weren't even spotted when we went because there would have been pictures on the internet somewhere and there wasn't. so who was this bitch that jack was spotted out with?
sunday was going to send over a copy so i could "verify" it wasn't me. why the fuck would i need to verify when i know it's not me?
see, i'm not one to jump to conclusions but this shit has me heated. why is he out going to dinner with bitches that he isn't related to, if they were business partners he would have let me know before hand but he hasn't told me shit.
he thinks i don't know, he must think i'm stupid. he must think i'm blind because he's sitting in his fucking game room on the game with his friends laughing like he didn't just possibly get caught cheating.
which way to kill him? maybe a little potassium under the tongue? maybe throw him in wood chipper while it's aimed at the mississippi river so they won't be able to find the chunks of his body? or maybe feed him to a pen of starving pigs after i forcefully pull out all his teeth?
wait- i'm jumping to conclusions, maybe it's all a misunderstanding and i'm tripping and the cameras caught the wrong guy.
there are a lot of curly head light brown 6'3 guys in atlanta. even if their's is just a box dye and perm.
i took a deep breath on my yoga mat and exhaled, if the internet wanted to raise my blood sugar and have my blood simmering than i needed to be calm before i approached jack with the situation.
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