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Posted by on 2014/04/18 under Uncategorized

I’m not a pretty boy. I’m not a pot head or drunk. I’ll never be a dumb f***. Sure as hell won’t be a whore. You’re somebody I call a best friend, yet you are so blinded by boys boys boys. F*** Trevor and f*** Jamie. Go get a man dawg. I hate those long hair skinny boys you are so attracted to. They can’t protect you. They want your heart no doubt. You think they know how to take cares of it? I mean who are they to ask for this and that? You need somebody to help you. Care for you. F***ing respect ever fiber of you girl. You won’t find that man in a low life they call a home. S***, did they ever offer you a glass of water, once!? Nah, they hand ya a beer though. Maybe some drugs if they got anything to knock your ass out. I do what I can to protect you. But I won’t tell you how to do things. I won’t be consumed. It’s hard enough that you can only trust me. I don’t need to make your life more torture. Love you so much. I wish you were here..

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