And that was my fault, it was my decision. I should’ve never put my heart in my mind’s position. But I couldn’t shake him - he was like a bad habit. And all this for a nigga that was just average, doing average nigga shit. Like talking out the side of his neck and thinking with his dick.
I love me some Dana Gilrmore *daps*
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