Streets on fire...
Was chillin at starbucks,now im at home thinking...pyschologicaly im human,i meet this person who i havent meet for nearly a year plus no source of conection,contact or watsoever...how would u treat someone who ask you for help??trash?sarcastic?bitch fit?rudely?egoistic??and on a random note,"topman" are for mats...
If you dont wana meet me plz dont,it just hurt,havent u hurt me enough??you dont need to push the money onto my hand,i was taking it properly,u dont expect me to take the money from u by snatching it and holding onto the the tip of the note so i wouldnt touch you,true,and do u even care abt the consiquences?ive to pay not u im the pusher,and u asking me to do the transaction fast,witout looking,bare this in mind TM is a hotspot...spare a thought im no trash girl,after you ive nvr meet any girl who has ever treated me like you just did,but thats wat makes u special..ive change alot,and i know u can see that..and so have you,u made me feel like a trash in front of your friends..theres so many negative things i wana say but i still wana help you coz its you im talking abt...but plz dont do that anymore..u can continue ur ways,just wana let you know ive gt feelings...
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Sometimes you’re sweeter than a pie made of lemon
But sometimes full of secrets like Clark Kent just,all I need is someone who’s willing to stroke my hair.
Like a soft blowing breeze..My poor sentimental side,just twist me around
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He just sits and waits for her to kick in the door,he once was a hero she don't love him no more There's a blast, every time her foot hits the floor,his gift for not fighting another man's war and if they can get their hands on the mask that he wore,On his face, they can put somebody else in his place and restore the state, the illusion that its safe the state, that being a slave is great as gas fills the room and rockets destroy everything around him He stands to find himself surround by the only girl he has ever love...
P.S:no hard feelings...
off to the gymmmmmmmm!!
D-N 