I know it hurts sometimes but you'll get over it
You'll find another life to live
I swear that you'll get over it
I know you're sad and tired
You've got nothing left to give
You'll find another life to live
I know that you'll get over it
Chicago IL Indy "sage ma" banks ( I don't be proofreading shit) ✧∭✧∰✧∭✧ [] ✧∭✧∰✧∭✧ I'm now 31 weeks now and Everythings been going good. Satan left me alone like a I begged Him to do so I haven't been Stressed at all lately but I'm On bed rest at his house. He doesn't say anything to he just brings me food Every hour and make sure I Take my hour walk around The block and if he thinks I'm being lazy he makes it An other hour. I need to go check On my shop before This photoshoot had and I pull Up and tears run down My face as firefighters B
ut out the fire to my Shop and everythings standing
Around everything I had worked For was gon once the fire was Done I ran inside where my Office used to be a left the Floor panel up and Lucky all my money was Good. I put my money in my Purse. And leave out. I see mya who Manages the shop When I'm not around. Ions know what happened But the person who did she was A client you did her make up Her And her friends She said sum about you Being pregnant by Her men. mya loo explain. All I know is next multiple Molotov Cocktails came bursting Through the windows Mya said with a sad Expression. I was real upset everything I worked hard For was down the drain and I couldn't do the photoshoot. I tried calling the groupchat And no one answered So I call von. Look I cry showing him What's left of the shop. I'm own way lil folks He says. I hang up cuz i was So fucking mad even To I had insurance on Everything I still mad. I see Satan Walk over To me. Dayvon this Happened Because of you one Of your hoes and her friends Did this shit I say mad As hell. That ain't shit r To do to with me He says. To say I was mad was a Understatement I was Livid as hell I might fear Satan but shit when it Comes down to something I worked my ass off for And sumbody destroys Ova nigga I'm not wit Is immature as hell. I pick up the closest Thing to me throwing It at him. I hate you I fucking hate you I say him. Indy stop hitting and Throwing shit at me For I beat yo ass he says. I slap him. Just get the fuck out My life Satan I'm over It every fucking thing You wanna beat my ass Or kill me so bad Think these kids I'm Carrying to you bitch Made boy I say. Indy stop talking Crazy to me I'm being Real patience with you. I threw a piece of debris From the ground throwing It at him and it hits him In the head cutting his Eyebrow I was tiny scratch But It was bleeding. He touch it them walking Ova to me pushing me On the ground grabbing my Hair he slapped me multiple Times. Don't my babies drop I got sum For ass you understand Me on king David he say He eyes was Black out So he was serious. And you back lying to me Why you ain't say nothing About coming here or that Lil photoshoot when asked What you was doing today Now get yo ass up he says. Walking away. I feel something Wet and sharp pain And I look down and My white shorts are now Red and soaked and I scream in pain and Satan Come back in and see he me And his eyes widen. We need to go now Or I'm going to lose Them please I say Looking at Satan. He picks me up and We go to his car. Satan please if something Happens to them please down Kill me I already feel bad enough That this is Happening Again I cry. He ignores me. We get to the hospital And they get me to a room Fast and started hooking Me up to these different Mechanics them cut my Shorts and I have on a hospital Gown on now while they measure me. I just cried these past months Was supposed to be the best Moments of my life cherish Moment before my babies Get her and everything Is fucking ruined. The doctor come in The room. You okay Ms.banks The doctor ask me. Fuck all that is my Babies okay satan Says. But umm.. your children. ↦↦↦↦↦↦↦↦↦↦↦↦↦↦↦
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