Hey, I’m just a broken soul…yo It started off with yo u tryna fuck or be my wife for life? Took one look and said damn this gotta be spam..but hed be on instragram makin moves if we wanted to stick it in then dip after doin the Ron-day-vu. We talked and I fell for him, he hasn’t been to the gym but still, it felt like a win. Felt safe the Moment he gave me his space, had guns in every corner of the room and I assume the purfume of ammo caught my soul, his arms wrapped around me tight like a princess, I never felt so whole. I said what r u doin cuz it felt like he was tryna put too in. After saying yo, I can’t be around cats, I could die and turn into rats ass we won’t work out together but we would make the best pats after congratulating yourself for swolleling my cum. I thought to myself should I be done? It kept going months later, I didn’t want anyone else, you were the best I had. But suddenly you turned into a traitor, we’d fuck 3 times one down my throat but you still ended up becoming a hater. I cried a little bit, did my hoe faze, tried leaving you but here I am back to you. Thinking about why were through. You said that you didn’t want to date & I was fine with that, I’ll just go home and give a plate to the man who doesn’t succeed to fullfil my plan. But then I Said yo, I need that Godzilla, does today work if feels like it’s been years since you mixed this creamy vanilla. But you were a jerk, showed your true colors and had me lost thinkin I need a damn perk. Never knew why you left still got me thinkin bout you 5 months later. I’ve been through them all, been there did that, that’s not what I want to call. I’ve been hoping and praying you’d come back and give me your all.