My new weed man acting skept ain't answering the phone making us wait a trillion years before he never pulls up!

This hot mess ain't right now I am convinced my man is cheating I dialed his phone and some hoe bitch answered the fucking phone and tried to call me a fiend and the cunt slut bitch doesn't fucking know me from Adam

It is such a wrap for all men in my book sex game and the desire to get off is dead to me I am much stronger in many ways with out it

At least I will no longer be the one drenching my pillow with hurt depressed ass tears fuck that

I thought he was all mine for a second I wanted to believe in love again

Now I am all about the bag and my future pet birds and becoming the good bird lady with a stronger relationship with my Abba father who has never abandoned or disowned or played me like these human toxic liars and players have mistreated me

Fuck tolerating a man whore lying drunk ass cheater who has been lying through his teeth that are falling apart as if he is on dope

Fuck dealing with this dude man his front tooth chipped like a crack head fuck that I cannot deal I ain't no clown ass push over ass bitch

I am not these hoe dudes walking vagina for them to deep stroke every time they feel like I am an option for the moment then its back to fucking with the dope fiend hoes in the trap house fuck him

One of these days I'll catch these mother fuckers slipping I promise!