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For You, Bitch.

OH you were honest, huh? I should respect you, Oh dear, For being real? I tell you okay, cool, thank you! That I bear you no ill will, no, no, Not enough for you, Elder one, I must admit, how amazing you are, For dropping me, For something easy. Immediate. I get the decision, Hell, I share most of your reasoning! But, bitch, please, Get the fuck out, of my life, If you are going to drop me, And ask me to respect you, for honesty. Like I wouldn't have noticed anyways. Like you owed me an explanation. Like you cheated on me. Like you felt guilty, or, decided I deserved it. When really, you just played the game, A little better, and when a fairer breeze came along, You jumped on, and flew away, Dandily. Well fuck you slut, I'll find someone better, Immediately. And it's okay. I'm just being honest. You have to respect me for, being real. Smile.
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Written by
john-ashton-upston
American
Published
Dec 7, 2014
Lines·Words
47·161
Tags
#sluts#petpeeves#fakenice#honestyisalie#thelieswetellourselves#tryingtomakemefeelbetteraboutyoubeingabitc
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