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You called me what?

You called me a whore? How ironic. You called me a whore? When the farthest I've gone was with you. You called me a whore? When you were the one in a relationship? Maybe I am a whore. But what would that make you?

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Published: Dec 11, 2015
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Notes: I feel like when you get angry at people you say bad things about them, regardless if they're actually true.
Tags: #whore #hoe #boyssuck

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