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Psycho

You can call me psycho, that's ok, I'll still believe that word today. Tell me you hate me, that's okay, because now I know your true feel. I'm nothing but a crazy bitch, but you're the little bitch...and that's still okay, at least I'm not a snitch. Call for backup, but no one came, now who's the one to blame. Hahaha, laugh in your face, now do you still really want to play this game?
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EmotionlessEmotions
22 / F / Canada
Published
Jul 5, 2021
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Petty people are little bitches and sometimes even snitches.

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#snitches#little#bitches#bitch#petty#psycho#psychos#crazy#friendship#games
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