The way my ego is set up it makes sense to scream how I didn't lose anything. How I gave everything. Just nothing I ever needed. And to some degree I'm sure that's true.
Did it ever occur to any one of yall HOW I knew said BIDNESS. And don't tell me to get over some 25 year old shit when there are 6 people sto holding TIGHTLY on to that bullshit to this day. Even then. All the fug I did was listen. But da evil won is always the bad guy.
Ok, I think I'm done. I reserve the right to return and pick up wherever I left off if the urge should so arise.
Till then away with you. Scuttle to huddles and muddle. ππΎ
Also, let's be clear. The problem was never me. The problem was your insecurity that some crumb of your own dirt would be left glimmering in the light. And that prestige ass image you like to carry around like a dildo in a sack would be uncovered and seen for what it is
I can listen without demeaning you or revealing your secrets. I honor you in you absence because I'm a whole fugging adult (when I wanna be which isn't right the fug now)
And I didn't even meet napoleon thru you!!! I met her thru pookie! I don't owe your little narcissistic ass no childish ass sense of loyalty. Me know how to speak well.
You stopped talking to me and now your feelings hurt because I'm not on my heels trying to get back in your good grace. Let me tell you what lube to buy so you and your good grace can get the fuck on.
NEVERMIND the fact that the whole email was a RESPONSE to a MF telling me how much she and her whole squad "hated my guts" because the entire foolery platoon thought I knew too much about THEY BIDNESS.
I wanna rant about the very real possibility of the 32 individuals who would screenshot and print out copies of my rants - like it's not the absolute fugging truth - but I'm supposed to be beyond that now. Since it was me. I was the one tripping.
And to fiesty/torrid you on a clock. Forever is possible just make sure that's what you want. Cause when the door closes, it loolcks behind me. And you know I mean it
You were the one. And I fugging waited. I WAITED. I still remember YOUR script for bad boys 3! That's how much I loved you. Fugging bahjagalooop! Boys are dumbbbbbb!
And to the cheap ass I fell in love with a life time ago, STOP SPILLING YOUR GUTS TO YOUR EX CAUSE THAT BIH IS NOT ONLY THE SOURCE OF HALF YOUR PROBLEMS BUT SHE TELLSSSSSSSSSS ERRBODY, DUMB ASS.