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When your ex, Texts you on some.. "Babyyyy where you been? I miss you and i need you, always feel you like the wind".... **** you left me though?.. Why'd you even save my phone?.. I thought we went our separate ways i thought that we were grown?.. That's when she calls me up, && i smell it in her tone.. If only she knew, Alcohols a quick escape and not a home.. Shes like.. "Naaaa nah bruh, ive only dranken just a lil..... But in honesty, like really we should go on dr.phil.." Proceeds, on some.. "i need a ride, whats for dinner, why dont we go visit moms" playing the Weeknd, on a weekend, its The Same Old Song. i always pick her up, and drop her off at Katie's.. ****** like **** you know **** well she can get this crazy! Now Katie's mad like, **** you be her roommate then!" I'm like, that was the plan but that **** caved in.. Well, this will probably happen again next week, & the week after. what a long, sad and repetitive chapter.. i mean to most drunk texting is a matter of laughter, but it leads me to drunk text her back & attack her... On some, "Babeeee where you been... I miss you and a need you, & i feel you like the wind.." Shes like..we talked about this before..you never hit me up when your sober. I'm like, "nor do you, so so so when you coming over?" She hangs up. . Happens twice a month. im sober when shes drunk.. & when shes sober im a chump. relationship? Or relation-shit? Either way, Far from a REALationship. But i guess you can say, at least we speak it could be worse... by the way, later today its my turn to text her first.. -afj
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 2:27 PM UTC
drunk texts.
When your ex, Texts you on some.. "Babyyyy where you been? I miss you and i need you, always feel you like the wind".... **** you left me though?.. Why'd you even save my phone?.. I thought we went our separate ways i thought that we were grown?.. That's when she calls me up, && i smell it in her tone.. If only she knew, Alcohols a quick escape and not a home.. Shes like.. "Naaaa nah bruh, ive only dranken just a lil..... But in honesty, like really we should go on dr.phil.." Proceeds, on some.. "i need a ride, whats for dinner, why dont we go visit moms" playing the Weeknd, on a weekend, its The Same Old Song. i always pick her up, and drop her off at Katie's.. ****** like **** you know **** well she can get this crazy! Now Katie's mad like, **** you be her roommate then!" I'm like, that was the plan but that **** caved in.. Well, this will probably happen again next week, & the week after. what a long, sad and repetitive chapter.. i mean to most drunk texting is a matter of laughter, but it leads me to drunk text her back & attack her... On some, "Babeeee where you been... I miss you and a need you, & i feel you like the wind.." Shes like..we talked about this before..you never hit me up when your sober. I'm like, "nor do you, so so so when you coming over?" She hangs up. . Happens twice a month. im sober when shes drunk.. & when shes sober im a chump. relationship? Or relation-shit? Either way, Far from a REALationship. But i guess you can say, at least we speak it could be worse... by the way, later today its my turn to text her first.. -afj
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hey babe babyyyy i want you to count all the legs- wait no babyyyy i want you to count all the hairs on my legs each one has a story each one gets rock hard each one and two and three and four and a lot more hair until all the legs- wait no hairs ON my legs are counted for
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Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 1:12 AM UTC
Love Sonnet #472
You said you were charging your phone But I miss you because you are my own. And I wonder what you were doing for those three hours I was asleep. I was sad when I saw you didn’t text me. So to conclusions I leap. And those three hours You could’ve spammed me with “hey babe” or “babyyyy” But you didn’t. And I wish you did, maybe. Those two hours That I ignored you You should’ve marveled why I did that, boo. And next, the one hour I texted my friend. She said if I was angry at you, I should text you sour. It was true. For ten minutes, You didn’t respond Please know your limits. It was sadness beyond. For the time you replied, I ignored you for two minutes. I sighed because You said you were charging your phone. But I miss you because you are my own.
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Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 10:25 AM UTC
Charging Your Phone
Demi Lovato And 2 fingers inside Wanted to scream "oooohhh babyyyy" Late for school Smell like *** and Coconuts Our 7 month anniversary Is definitely one to remember.
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 9:29 AM UTC
Quick run down of 9/17-18/14