5 minutes was all it took for me to realize what kind of person you really are. That shit you pulled was fucking cold. I tried to keep your drunk ass from doing something stupid but i guess all your cared about was yourself. Trying to start shit when theress nothing to fucking fight about. And the fact that you tried to pull that shit at my best friend's house, at her party, with her family inside fucking pissed me off. Go check yourself bitch. If you really wanted to chunk it with me then fucking punch me yourself. Fuck your niggas and fuck your wyld kardz, all up in my face calling me a fucking faggot when they dont fucking know who i am and calling my best friend a slut so loud that the whole parking lot heard it. having your boys make fun of my jeans. MY PANTS ARE WORTH MORE THAN ALL YOUR BOYS' ENTIRE OUTFITS MOTHER FUCKER. and dont tell me you were trying to make shit cool with me when i heard your boys talking shit about me and meghan before you even came up to me. fucking liar. i was walking away from all your bullshit when idk which one of your boys fucking tackled me but whoever it was FUCK YOU. Fucking bitch move right there tackling me down and running away right after. My knee was fucking swelling to the size of a golf ball cause your fucking nigga. Fuck your team. Fuck your car, go fucking crash it and see if i care. Watching you hit your car and your head was the most entertaining part of my weekend. Go fuck yourself. I'm glad she broke it off with you. You dont fucking deserve her anyway.
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