A double cup ain't enough for you. You need a triple plus a couple of blunts with it. To get you high enough to talk down on me so I can curse you out just to tickle your heart.
Next thing you know you wanna talk and have a decent conversation then pick another altercation off the bush.
But I had enough and stopped texting you. Reading your text and going on with my day until you text me again until I text you back.
Now your upset and wanna argue again. Another "bih" and another "whore" appears on my screen. Here we go again in a cycle that's coming to an end cause I'm not the one to be played with.
TrillGoldie ®
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AléatoireMy random thoughts that you probably are thinking too. This book is almost like a talk show just in writing. I'm going to rant , tell funny stories , talk about random stuff some people can relate to , poems , raps , *hits blunt* , I gotta questio...
