Felicia and My Man. Or Men.

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This is gonna be short and sweet.

So about a couple rants ago I talked about Felicia. Oh, Felicia.

Felicia,

Don't touch my man. Don't look at my man. Don't even breathe the same air as my man. That goes for both. So my men.

And my men, well one of them.

Why are you even talking to Felicia? I've explained to you how she's a bitch. Not directly but you were listening to the conversation. She's not even supportive of us and yet your still nice to her? Be lucky I'm still madly in low with you...unless I go back to, let's call him, Rome.

Anyways, back to Felicia. Look me and my man are gonna be together no matter how hard you try. And if you fuck around with it, we'll have a kid named Karma. Honey, Karma is a bitch. ;)

Now anyways, May 29th 2015, Felicia officially lost all her friends. Well the ones that aren't fake. So lets make this a holiday! BYE FELICIA DAY!

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