After everything that was said and done, you kept trippin

you can get to steppin

out of my DMs

stop textin

stop askin if I would if I could,  you couldnt get this 

couldnt handle this

Dont think you’re man enough for me

you’re so vanilla you’re bland.

You couldnt keep up and I was snail pace

I try not to laugh when you slide into my DMs

I try not to be a fake bitch but with you its so easy

give me an Emmy I am killing this performance.

 You think I still care. Oh what a comedy!

You are not man enough for me!

-I was trying to figure out a way to vent and blog about Sneaky Snake’s sudden appearance back in my life after how many years? “its ok to be friends with him” gag me. Not when I’m supposedly “too dramatic or bipolar” 

After my cancer treatment. Fuck that shit!

Lets see how I can play this.





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