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And when you see Chanel, I wish that's how you saw me. That shit you tell Chanel, I wish that's how you called me. That raw shit, that honesty, yeah. You know I love you more than all them niggas put together. And it's a lot of niggas' trust, I put the list together. And it's a lot just to assume we're meant to be together.
SERAFINA GISELLE ADAMS
— Nardo Whatever bruh
— Why are you being like that?
— You slut shamed me and now you treating me like a 2 dollar bitch off the street
— I'm not — I was a dirty ass nigga and allat other shit u said in the car won't i?
— You seriously think I'm a slut?
— Man — That ain't the point — You fucked that nigga and came to my house after den lied to my face
— You didn't lie to mine?
— Not doing this wit u — U needa grow up and get some goals or sumn — Stop thinking bout niggas and dick
— You with her today? She got goals? I'm on a gap year and you don't wtf i have going on weirdo.
— She in law school. — But it's coo Sera — Some shit just don't b working out — Folks don't always belong together
— Whatever
— We them folks
Wiping the tears off my face, I fixed my head on my pillow, swiping out of the thread and over into Instagram — 'Unity's' page already up from when I found her account a few minutes earlier.
I refreshed it, the colorful circle around her account making my heartbeat speed up. I clicked it, a picture of Nardo on his familiar living room couch — looking directly at his phone.
I looked closer, seeing he was in his messages, most likely texting me.
Felt sick to my stomachhh.
Getting up from my bed, I moved quickly out of the room and to the closest bathroom — dumping my guts out as soon as I got to the toilet.
