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life 1 min read 634 views Feb 16, 2017

What A Waste

He put me in a compromising position. I think he was just fishing, trying to see if I was that kinda girl. He wanted to connect but my system was down.  I do believe in celibacy... He thought I said that I wanted to sell a little bit.  He got it twisted...im not like that Mister why dont you leave me alone. I gave him the finger but that seemed to turn him on. Trying to get inside my head with all that nonsense...i got my own bills...i aint paying for your Mercedes-Benz....i hate weak azz men like that. Im a queen didn't yo momma teach you better, he "said i aint got no momma, she left me to the streets when I was three". I said " well today Im gonna teach you something " I'm a real one! Hell of a woman...top of the line... At the count of two ...I think its time for you to move on!" "Bue Boy!" Damn yawl he was fine but I don't get down like that. What a waste!

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