“I couldn’t even admit that I loved Julius because I was still mourning him, because I felt like giving my heart to someone else was betraying him, and a year after being shot the fuck up, this nigga started a new family?” Marley rhetorically asked, slapping her chest. Picking up the shot glass, Marley tossed it back and reached for the bottle. “Ugh! I’m going to kill him.” “And I’m going to bury his funky ass body,” Harper toasted.
Let's goooooo!!!
