King J Hacking My Best Frand

King J Hacking My Best Frand

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I wanna be drunk when I wake up On the right side of the wrong bed And never an excuse I made up Tell you the truth I hate What didn't kill me, It never made me stronger at all Love will scar your make up Lips sticks to me, so now I maybe lean back there I'm sat here wishing I was sober I know I'll never hold you like I used to But a house gets cold when you cut the heating Without you to hold I'll be freezing Can't rely on my heart to beat in 'Cause you take parts of it every evening Take words out of my mouth just from breathing Replace with phrases like 'when you leaving me? ' Should I? Should I? Maybe I'll get drunk again I'll be drunk again, I'll be drunk again To feel a little love
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You have no idea how many times I found myself waiting for Riley to come over. But he never did. And I don't know why, but I found myself staring out my window... hoping he'll look out his window and smile at me like he always does... use to anyway. Then again; I missed his lips too. The lips I tasted way too much on Friday. The lips I'm craving to have on me. But they aren't even mine to have. And I feel like my world has slanted and like it's no where near me. Like I have to run an extra mile to make up for every step I should of took; for every step I should be taking. I can't help but wonder why he hasn't come by and apologize. Is he home? Is he with Marie? Does she know? Should I be scared or something? Is he mad at me? Or himself? I stood up and walked up to my full-length mirror that's attached to my closet door. I looked at my naked body. I passed my right hand over my belly. Flat. I raised my hand over my right breast. But I didn't touch it. Sigh. I turned to my side and looked at thigh and my butt. My butt sticks out a bit more than my thigh. As always. Nothing had changed. Just my feelings. My feelings about everything in my life. Suddenly, I felt anger.

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