Monster Born Hustla

Monster Born Hustla

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What I did that day was for the best. The pang of guilt and disgust with myself was just the side effects of the right deed. That day was a test letting him go was what I needed to do. My momma always told me never hold onto love if it's gone sour. If he really love ya, his ass gone find a way back to you and fuck with your heart some more. My momma was right. He wasn't right for me. He was just too soft, and easily taken an advantage of. He wasn't able to defend me and protect me. What I thought was right for the both of us only created a monster.
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My parents are those boogie, stuck up black people who think they the shit. They've always brained washed me from young and told me not to go for the hood rats and thugs- to always find a good rich man to take care of me. Growing up in a rich neighborhood and private schools, money and success is all I know. In all my seventeen years of living I never thought I would go against my parents words and fall for a Thug.

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