(11/23/15)
Does she know about the messages you sent,
late last night to my phone?
You asked me what we were,
called cause you were alone.
Does she know her boyfriend's a fake?
Calling his exgirlfriend when she can't get him off.
Sorry that it had to be this way.
I thought by now he would have stopped.
He was hugging you while staring down my shirt.
Dreaming about what it'd be like with me.
Leaving you in the dirt.
He asked what we were, just said he couldn't leave.
Ha, but he loves you so much, right?
That's why he calls me at midnight with plans to fuck.
You should have heard us the other night.
I was just pushing his luck.
Made him beg for more.
Cause that's what I do to all of the fake boyfriends out there.
Ain't it cause I'm a whore?
I really don't fucking care. ;)
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A/N (1/19/16)
Okay, I know this is slutty and kind of stupid, but I'm gonna be honest, all of this was legit. We did talk like this, all the way through the beginning of November, and I don't regret it. Slut shame me, I dare you. Doesn't bother me. Just saying.
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