day seven ; a crush, boyfriend, ex, love.
i’m gana write one to all of them ..
dear cody,
your my ex & we talked for a minute even if we only dated for a little.you were cool peoples, i didnt trust you or nothin but i was w/ you almost everyday. i think you cheated on me, you talked to other bitches but i know you really liked me and i dont really care anymore. i dont have feelings for you, but we were pretty close you were like a real good friend & my boyfriend but we were a joke foreal foreal.
dear love,
above all things i still love you just gotta do my own thing. im tired of arguin & fightin boy, every night i kept callin you w/ the same shit; i was goin insane. i swear i love you but this aint right for us. || you were my first real true love , even tho im young as hell you showed me everything & gave me the best memories . our shit was so real even if we fought & had a lotta bad times ; you gave up on me & i swear it killed me forreal — but i know its better . i dont really have a lot to say besides the fact i grew to you & ill always be here if you ever need me about anything . i’m sorry for pushin you away & all the shit i did to you. love you forever ! <3
dear boyfriend ,
you really like me i can tell ; but idk whats goin on real shit we talk & your so boring i hate it. lol.
Day Six ; A Stranger
dear stranger,
idk what to say bout you .. your a stranger so theres nothin much to say . i dont trust you , know you , probably dont like you & i’m already probably judgin you . i’m prob loookin @ you as you walk by and tryin to see what i think your bout . but oh well i could b completely wrong .
BOW
$$ over bitches, flowers over snitches; bitches in the coffin if you bitches keep talkin. bitches keep walkin; im not w/ the bullshit, ask about your girl guarantee youl get your wig split. bet my hands are too quick,bet your hands are tooth picks; cant do shit so i hit you w/ a 2 piece, knock you down to your knees. your tough? bitch please.
Day Five ; My Dreams .. <3
i dont really know what to say , i have a lot of dreams ; they always change . one day i wanna be this , & then the next i wanna be that . but whatever happens happens & i know its for the best . i wanna be a writer, an actress, a lawyer, successful, i wanna be a gangbanger, a gangster ettttc. there’s always something else i can see myself doing.
