Back up offa me!
What are you doing in my personal space?
Did I ask for your nasty ass self with your nasty ass breath and your greasy ass hair that I could fry a chicken in to come up over here?
Like, I have fucking personal space.
And I don't need you in every fucking conversation that I have.
You are a fucking whore.
You're the reason I broke up with my boyfriend.
Get out of my business.
And since the rest of the world can't rant, I'll rant for them: GET OUT OF EVERYONE ELSE'S FUCKING BUSINESS!
And by the way, you can have my ex, you fake ass bitch. Y'all would be a nice couple.
(This is literally the only time I go off on people is to this fake ass bitch in my class who flirts with my ex 24/7. She is literally the one bitch I can't stand.)
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Isn't It Funny?
Ngẫu nhiênNow, I'm definitely NAWT your average teenager. But I know that these are some things even you guys could relate to. Hope you luh-ve. -AlPal
