Waiting for me like a virus of today's reflections. Moody was how she greeted me, tried to escape but her vibe was just insistant, misery wanted to play, it was an unusual day.. aiming to mind my own business, her attitude was nasty, I was looking fearce and very classy.. hair.. sassy. sorry honey girl this is what I do eurryday. Tried to offer her a piece of humble pie but she wasn't having it. Why can't we all just get along. Why do my aura disturb you, I wont applogized, girl I woke up like this ...but her eyes still dissed me. Same old song...Sista Girl, you just broke the Sista Code...this ain't how the day should go. Where's the love? Oh well, she just lost a...could be friend.. a Sista till the end. Ya girl ....to hold you down.. put concealer on all your dirty deeds... Give you the 411 on yo.. shady azz boyyyyfriend... let you hold a few or two. Pray for you even when I know you are dead wrong. But she blew it... Just because I was toting a Louis Vuitton ....and feeling myself...damn how shallow all she had to do was join in on the fun. Umm.. maybe we'll try to do this on another day? I'm just saying....
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