You know what I hate?

When men procrastiante with love...

Either you in or you out boo.

Don't string me along and tie me

down like a shoelace supporting the

souls of your feet, of our feet.

I repeat. Don't leave me feeling

some type of way, we should be

feelin it together. Forever isn't a long

time for you to waste mine.

I repeat. Don't waste my cranium

space thinking of you, when you

don't even bother returning the favor.

Sever all ties, please save your lies...


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