R.I.P Ashley💔 It breaks my heart everyday to think of her and how nice she was🤧 I Question why so many times, cuz she didn't deserve to go that way bruh 🥺💚 Rest in peace beautiful😔💞
I wanted to make an fan-fic out of some thoughts I have and I...
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Kentrell been draggin on and on bout dis lil boa dat he don't know. He was starting to worry me bout where da kid come from. "Kentrell have you ever thought bout driving back to where you found da lil boa?" I asked him. "Dior don't you th-, dats a good idea." He said cutting himself off. Dumb dumb. I rolled my eyes and turned my camera off. We were currently on ft and it was almost 1 in the morning on the same day, and this nigga up drilling dis child. "Trell let the boy go to sleep including me." I begged whining. "You be ite." He mugged me. "Ima hang up on yo ahh in a minute, I'm tired." I stated. He mugged the hell outta me. "Ima pop out tmr." He said changing the the subject. "Bet." I mumbled closing my eyes. "Is you listenin to shit I'm sayin?" He asked. I yawned nodding a little before laying my head back down. "How is you dat tired?" He asked. It was fuckin 1 o'clock, it's late enough. I mentally rolled my eyes. "Kentrell can you let me get sum sleep den we can figure dis all out tmr?" I asked him looking at the camera. "Ite mane." He said hanging up the phone. I don't give a fuck if he gotta attitude, he doin to damn much. I shut my phone off and put it back in the mattress. Even Prince was knocked tf out. I closed my eyes and took my ahh to sleep, fuck what he talkin bout.
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Kentrell DeSean Gaulden💚
I know she was tired but shit mane, I need help. And she the only one dat I know dat can get children to listen. I gotta whole bunch of bad kids, but I know how to whoop ass. Like bro what tf. "Look kid, you can go upstairs and sleep in any room you choose to." I told him. He nodded happily then walked over to the stairs and went up to the room. I went into the living room and sat there and just thouhgt about everything. I thought about what Dior said about Prince. I wonder how big of a toll it's taking on her, well I know, but it's complicated. I don't think I'm helpin at all. As I was thinking my phone started ringing. I picked it up looking at who was callin. It was Montana so I answered it. "Wsp mane." I sighed. I'm already not ina good mood shit betta be right. "Nun mane you needa be ina stu." He mentioned. "I'm good." I replied getting up and going to the kitchen. "What's wrong wit dat?" He asked. "I don't feel like doin shit rn, don't chu get dat?" I snapped. "Trippin foe no reason." Montana said then hung up. Mane fuck it. I laid my ahh down closin my eyes slowly goin to sleep.
