U blame every thing on me u make me miss out on shiit but u make sure the next person make the quoter
Make me look bad make u feel superior
Make me feel like you don't care or don't want me to have nothing I see how you be when I tell you good news n u see that I see y'all so u play with me if it's getting good but still underhandly try to dominate me into looking low or scooping low asoon ass it don't benefit you it's all bad news so doing sour patch activity make u feel good you feel chased ass kissed talking on loud speaker to be justified
But I'm the aggressive one okay đ đ¤Ŗ
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Author:
Star seed (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 8th, 2026 10:00
- Category: Reflection
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