Slinky

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Slinky

    I couln't believe Ayana. How she gone be up on some other niggas face in my presence. I mean I know we don't go out, but that still kind of hurt. Yea, I do it, but what does that mean. She not supposed to do it. TWO WRONGS DON't MAKE A RIGHT. I had to hurry and get home. I Couldn't stand that fact that this nigga was all up on Ya Ya. Thirsty Mutha-Fucka. He needed to hydrate his life.

      As soon as i pulled into my drive, I got out and walked into my house. I couldn't function right now. Ya Ya had me pissed off. I needed something to ease my mind. That good ole' Purp. I pulled out my stash and fired one up. That shit is strong. Exactly what I needed.

     I found myself thinking about Ya Ya. Why doesn't she realize that I have true feelings for her? That I love her. I want to be more than friends. Why can't she get that? I decided to send her a text, so she can chill with me.

Me: Wyd Punk ?

Ya Ya<3: Not Shit . Why, What's Up ?

Me: Come And Chill With Me, Since We Didn't Chill Like I Wanted To.

Ya Ya<3: And Whose Fault Is That ?

Me: I Know. I'm Sorry. Now Come And Chill With Me. We Ca Watch A Movie Or Something. I'm               Bored As Fuck.

Ya Ya<3: Nope . !

     The fuck ?! She has never told me no. You know what FUCK THAT BITCH. Since Ya Ya ani't want to chill with me, I was just gonna call up one of these thoties. They would chill with me. I would probably get some too. 

     As soon as i took my phone out to dial up a number, there was a know at my door. Who the fuck could it be? I got up to go answer it. I looked through the peep hole, but it was covered. I snatched the door open to reveal the mystery person. You would have never guessed who it was....

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 27, 2013 ⏰

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