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Los Angeles, CALI






LANi JONES.



My eyes flutter open as the blinding sun shines through the sides of the curtain, I close my eyes slowly for my eyes to adapt to the light

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My eyes flutter open as the blinding sun shines through the sides of the curtain, I close my eyes slowly for my eyes to adapt to the light.

I woke up to a empty bed, lately I've been really loving my life, starting a new and healthy chapter.

I had gotten out of my last relationship state and moved on...like really. My father & nip found out, things didn't go too bad. My father just sorted everything out. Him and I are staying away from each other. Our relationship was really toxic.

Aside from all that, I was told I'm meeting my mother sometime in the next months because apparently she's out of prison soon.
Just been a whole lotta shit on my mind.

Well What can you do that's life, we all go through breakups and hard times. I just needed someone that had loved me unconditionally and has limits when it comes to being around other females. He wasn't ready for a relationship, and he knew that.

We rushed things, a little too quick.

I sighed.

I decided I wanted to get up to start a early breakfast.

I rose up out of the queen sized bed covered with the 100% milky white silk sheets that were covering my naked body.

Grabbing my robe wrapping it around
My waist, I walked over to the curtains opening them, the view was beautiful. I was currently in the holly wood hills. I took a deep breath as I opened the sliding door taking in some fresh air.

I was serious about a new start.

I walked into the bathroom and heard the shower stop.

Walking in I seen my man standing there in the mirror, so fine

Walking in I seen my man standing there in the mirror, so fine

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