Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
I watched Dexter try to explain this long ass paragraph this girl sent me
He was about to keep going but I stopped him. "It's okay." I said
"What you mean?" He looked at me
"I mean it's okay, we not together and we said we was just talking. It's whatever, you can do what you want. You can't control her texting me." I shrugged acting like I was okay with everything
"I know I can't control ha texting you but Ion fuck with her, I'm tryna explain that to you. Is you for real right now?" He squinted his eyes at me
"Yes, I know if we were together I would trip but we not." I said and he slight mugged me
"Can we just lay down, I don't wanna keep talking about it." I sighed
"Whatever, come on." He said and we laid down
I pretended to go to sleep but once I heard them loud snores I got up
I went in his closet and cut off the tag to all his Purple jeans and Ksubi then cut out the tag of his Amiri jeans
I put all the tags in my pocket then cut his freeforms out his head
I cut the tags out all his designer clothes that if it ain't had the tag it was just a regular shirt
"And wait." I mumbled then went to his studio
"I painted all this shit." I frowned then grabbed my keys and left
I went and got a couple pints of paints with money he had on a table then came back
I threw the paint all over his studio walls, at first it looked raw but now it look a mess
After that I went to his room making sure he was still sleep, which he was so I grabbed his phone and unlocked it
He done had the same password since when we were in high school so it was easy to get in
He had messages, with girls, with homeboys, with producers, with other artists
I could texted the artists and producers but I wasn't going to fuck with his money, that's way too low down
I texted ALL and I mean ALL the bitches he was texting gay and outrageous shit to them
I didn't care to find out if he was fucking with them or not, I ain't gon through the messages I just texted them
Anything from "When we fuck can you eat my ass too" to "I like dick up the ass"
"Bitch, you gon learn." I fixed all the tags in my pockets
Definitely wasn't going to fuck with his car or nothing like that so I thought of what else I could do to make this nigga life harder
I went in the bathroom and took his jewelry box then got some pliers
