dinsdag 28 december 2010

You ain’t nothing but a vulture, always hoping for the worst, waiting for me to fuck up. You’ll regret the day when I find another guy, who knows just what I need. He knows just what I mean, when I tell him keep it drama free. I know you mad, but so what? I wish you the best of luck, and now I’m about to throw them deuces up.

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