Little did I know he wasn't any good at all he wasn't different from the other boys at all he proved me wrong I felt dumb just thinking about how crazy I were for thinking he was the one for me. But I was in love I was head over hills for that one nigga he cheated, lied and all the above but that didn't stop me from wanting to know what he was all about but who cares? I was craving for me a good nigga.
Why what I supposed to do ?? I needed love to ..no one was really there for me .momma wasn't around when I needed food and clothes . things I needed were important to a child in life. I'm pretty sure no one wants to ever be alone. Why can't People just understand and take life serious.
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Living in the hood
Teen FictionWhen good girls move in the hood and fall in love with a hood nigga. At first it all good then it all goes bad. Girls end up pregnant. Heart broken and hurt.. What should they do? Who to run to?
