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Sep 2018
I hardly ever make any sense but that is because I am not trying to
I don't want to be the reason that she has been lied to
I won't be a second choice
I won't be a choice at all
I am not meat or an outfit at the mall
I will not fit you seasonally
I won't stay just because you want to be with me
You aren't needing me
It makes no sense to keep me sticking around if all you are doing is dicking around with ******* and hoes who have nothing
your girl b
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your girl b  NYC
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