Forreal?
At the end of the day, you can’t rely on other people to help you when you’re in need & if they aren’t there when you’re down and out how can they expect to stunt with you when you livin’ the dream? Should we look back when we’re trying to walk foward? Can you really call them friends when they kick it on your dime?
Fuckkk ittttt… You only got yourself at the end of the day. When you’re laying there in your bed at night, I hope you dwell on your sorrows. The tricks you tried to pull only got yourself in a rut, while I’m still here. Doing all the same shit I been doing.
You’ll never see me cry. I might not see you cry, but I can feel the pain from your post.
YOU AIN’T NO INTERNET THUG BITCH.
