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She’s my type of girl, not his.
Math is for bitches.
“I would haunt your fine ass nonstop.”
“I’m jealous of your heart because it’s pumping inside you, and I’m not,”
“Kinda wanna take you out for dinner and kinda want you to be my dinner.”
“Slo, this is fucking killing me,”
You deserve someone better. Someone who’s not falling for you as much as she’s falling for your brothers.”
“Do you want to go to the movies?” I whisper, and he furrows his brow, confused. Just as he’s about to answer, I add, “Wait, never mind, they don’t allow snacks inside.”
I’m just gonna cry about it while I do it.
If they loved me the way I love them, they would have never treated me like that.
