Jc: come on Gilsie!! I know you love me!
Gilsie: btch I'd sell ur soul to satan for a
Single corn chip.
Jc: oh okay.
Jc: How much do you hate me?
Gilsie: If my phone was on 99 percent,I'd unplug your life support and plug in my charger to get 100.
Jc:
