Life of Hanging With the Thug

Life of Hanging With the Thug

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Love. Hate. And a whole lot of drama. That surrounded J like a magnetic field. How did I the good girl get drug into the whole gang, fighting, and drug scene? Simple. I just couldn't resist telling Mr. Jason Penita off. We honestly hated each others guts when we first met. But as everyone always say.. there's a thin line between love and hate. And as for me and J? We walked that line daily. If we wasn't fighting over the whores he fucked with and the dicks I dated then we were flirting and playing around. Bipolar? Oh you have no idea, this is the story of how I got drug into trying to become the thugs saving grace and realizing it was way more that that.
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PROLOGUE Over the years I've noticed how my life began. Sometimes I purposely try to forget how it all began. CHAPTER 1 My life began when I lost my virginity to a thug. At first I never thought my life would actually start like this but it did (unfortunately). My life plans as a kid was to be as good of a girl life can have. I never bothered anybody. I have always stayed to myself. My plans was to focus on only one thing, Me! Yeah it seems very harsh and selfish-like but Hey, that's how life really is. As a kid I wasn't thinking about boys or girls to be honest. Some kids thought I was this strange gay person who looks terrifying... but I'm really not. I mean who could be afraid of a tall, bright skinned, smart girl who never wanted anything from anybody. I'm really 5'10 and a half but who's counting. I met this guy named Jose. He was shorter than me but he was still handsome. He was an even 5' tall person with an edge. He was a Dominican boy, very strong personality and funny

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