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DETENTION: the action of detaining someone or the state of being detained in official custody, especially as a political prisoner

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DETENTION: the action of detaining someone or the state of being detained in official custody, especially as a political prisoner.
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(It's funny how those two pic came together

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(It's funny how those two pic came together..😩😂 Yvonne looking at Jasmine like "Bitch okay hoe you doing to much!😒" 😂😂)

Moe°

"You really got me fucked up."

I glasped my hands together as I sat on the edge of the couch. I look down at the ground and back up into her face. She was crying and shit like I really gave a fuck.

"Just listen to me I'm sorry! I know this wasn't planned but it's nothing we can do!" She cried as she stood in front of me to grab my hand.

"Sit down man I don't need you touching me right now." I smacked my teeth moving her hand.

"Okay." She sniffs as sat down next to me.

"I'm just trying to remember when I fucked ya ass without a rubber?" I lick my bottom lip as I leaned back.

It's taking the death of me to figure this shit out. I know fucking better to fuck these no good money hungry bitches with a damn rubber on. My dick far from dirty.

"Baby I don't know! You know I'm only fucking with you it's nobody else!" She says shaking her head moving closer to me.

"I don't wanna hear that shit. Every hoe then used that line up. Try again." I told her in a dull tone.

"It's not a line coming from me!  You know me better then that! This is your fucking baby!" She screamed standing over me.

"I thought I knew you." I mumble.

I was feed up with this conversation. We was getting nowhere. All she was doing was screaming in a nigga face and making that ugly ass crying face bitches be doing. I stood up dusting my jeans off. I need to go somewhere and clear my fucking mind.

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