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" kentrell, i'm real fucking tired of yo shit. It's always sum with yo ass. You can never appreciate shit i do for you. i'm real tired. You got all this time for other bitches but you can't even give me a second of yo day?" I yelled at him.
he was just sitting there on my bed with no words. His eyes looked so glossy.
"You really got nun to fucking say"
"i don't know what to tell you. I told you i'd make it up to you Aida" he frowned.
"get the fuck out my house kentrell. I'm tired of yo ass lying straight to me. How bout you take ya shit and get the fuck out. Maybe them other bitches will do good for you" i threw his keys and phone at him.
"Don't be fucking throwing shit at me mane. You tripping for real" He yelled as he stood up. "you know i aint going no where"
"i'm not playing with yo ass no more. Get the fuck out Kentrell. You can hit me up when you actually give a fuck about your own girl" i said as my voice cracked. He mugged me as he took his stuff and stormed out. Slamming the door behind him.
I broke down as soon as he left. why is it so hard to be loved ? man. After all the shit i've done for him.