Fuck Love

4'inch black heels, red skinny jeans and a dope as leather jacket. Black hair falling down my back, big brown eyes. Yeah that's me; I'm Mexican and Puerto Rican. Two rival bloods in one body. It don't make it any better girls steady hatin'. They be mad cause I can pull dudes. I'm not sayin' that's all I am but, I fell in love. One time I feel deep shit was never the same.

"She hurt feelings, she break hearts. She stay quiet, she play smart."

Bad by Wale was playing off my iPhone lately it been on reply. I ain't the type to fall in love you see. I don't trust because the only time I have he hurt me bad. So let me tell you a story.

BASED ON A TRUE STORY

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6 a.m and my alarm was going off telling me to get up. I threw of my covers taking in the September breeze. One more year I keep telling myself. I climbed out of bed heating up my straightener. I went in my closet and pull out some black skinny jeans and a red V-Neck. After straightening my hair I was all ready to go.

"Wassup, Ava" I heard my name so I turned around.

"Ma, why don't you give me another chance." It was my ex Mahkil. He looked good rockin' a white polo and some Dickies and Jordan's.

"Alright Man." That's all it took and I was back being his. We dated back in middle school that puppy love. Now we older and it was time for something more. Hand in hand we quickly were known as a couple. I was his number one. His leading lady or so I thought.