Truth to be Told: Life is not itself without a BITCH

Truth to be Told: Life is not itself without a BITCH

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Some people are born naturally bad right? Life always give shit to every body and I am one of then, the shit that life gave as a gift to the world but then I love myself I am your beautiful girl with the accurate amount of everything that is needed to be beautiful just that beauty was given to me too much. Yeah, I know, I'm smoking hot with my big brown dark chocolate orbs high and defined cheekbone and whatever is it that you can call accurate on the face, I have a lip to die for, I know that okay, I have a plump lower lip and a upper lip that is just half the size of the lower lip, and with a very pretty and long red hair, my friends call me God's own creation, but in my heart, I know I was given as a curse to the world.
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They pooped together, They dressed together, celebrated birthdays together gone to school together and so much more. He was her pillow, She was his Blanket. People see them as Brother's and sisters but what about them? What do they see one another as? Heading to college, Lovetta realizes its now or never to confess her feelings... But what would happen? Would it affect there relationship they already share or would it bring them together. Going up and down battling, This 18 year old girl faces through hard times just for her one love she doesn't want to let go. Or would she? ************************************************************************* "Hey" "Hey" "Hey" "Hey" "Hey" "Say 'Hey' One more time and you won't be able to eat your favorite cupcakes." I frowned pushing him away and crossing my arms like a little child. I heard him sigh and soon enough his huge arms wrapped around my neck, nose buried in the crook. "You can say 'Hey' I love your voice anyways." My face heated fast and I bit my lip hoping he doesn't notice. God if he only knew how much his words affected me.

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