Here i am writing a letter to myself, about how i want let another fuck nigga get the best of me.
As matter-of-fact , I came up with three rules
rule number 1 no job no sex.
rule number two no car no date.
most importantly rule number three small dicks stay away.
With these rules love cant hurt me no more. My mind body and soul is clear from hurt and pain.
Being lonely is already hard with no job.
So like cardi b said i need to be making money moves.
Then my letter quickly turned into things I need to fix about myself .
I stood up looking in the mirror realizing that I looked good as hell. damn good i must say as i ripped up the letter up and threw it in the trash. (Talking in 3 preson) precious get yo fine ass in the house and get ready for your interview so I walked upstairs to get in the shower hopped out took about an hour for me to get dressed I had on my dress pants and a button-up blouse that my mom gave me that I've only worn one time which was with her and I put on my high heel shoes painted my toenails as I walked out the door
YOU ARE READING
love at first sight
Fantasyprecious getting her heart broke by multiple dude and started to not believe in love anymore till she met Andre it was game over from there
