Wednesday
1:30 am
LO: sum bitch criby/n is your/name
h/n is his/nameMilwaukee bucks - Frostydasnowmann
.play dat shit.____________
"How tf does he do that?"
She sighs, sitting down on the bed.
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h/n pov.
I get into my car pulling of, i hadda leave a soon as possible.
I wanted to fuck the shit outta y/n right then and there but I'm tryna get this shit done and ova wit.
I called the bitch I was onna phone wit.
"hey daddy"
fucking ew.
"Uh hey, I'm finna pull up in like...2 minutes. Be ready fa me"
Before she could respond, I hang up.
Can't believe I'm really boutta kill somebody.
Nah I'm playin, this like my... 7th time?? I think?
Ion know.
Just know I'm good at what I do.
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I sigh pullin up to this bitch crib.
Oh my fault, ha mothers crib.
Broke lil baby get off yo ass and get a job.
Grown bitch to busy fucking wit 18 years olds, and not flipping burgers.
Bitch do something!!!
My god.
Ight, lemme shut the fuck up and go kill this bitch.
She grimy anyway.
If anything I'm doin people a favor.
Walking up the steps, I take the safety off my gun, then slipping it back into my pants.
Taking the safety off a gun is loud asl.
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