Troubled
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  • Reads 15,028
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  • Parts 41
  • Time 5h 55m
Ongoing, First published Jul 13, 2014
Mature
I just want to be loved. Is that to much to ask? I just want someone to care for me when I don't have the energy to care for myself. Someone to hold me up when I feel like falling. Someone to provide for me when I can't provide for myself. Someone to cry for me when I have no tears to cry. 

More importantly I want someone to appreciate me. 

Appreciate. 

Just appreciate me for me and not for what I can offer. Appreciate all the things that I will do for you. Cook, clean, wash your clothes, help you through any obstacle that you may face. But niggas these days don't want a women like that. They want the bad bitches who stay on the shit. Who knows how to fuck and suck but don't care that the bitch burn water. They want that bad bitch who has a coke bottle figure and won't even care that her ass and tittites are both fake as fuck but....... . More importantly they want  that bad bitch who has no baggage and that comes from a good home. 

And that's where I'm going to be Troubled. 

No nigga is going to want a girl like me with all my baggage. What can I say I'm a Troubled girl. But maybe just maybe there is a man out there for me, maybe two. 

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