Nothing More Than The Brutal Truth; |
The name that runs the street's Nhu, and that's pronounced like new, if the foreignness of it is making you lose IQ. I write and live my life like the dork that I am. I don't put up with shit, so if you throw some at me, and you'll definitely get some back. Read what I write and speak to me at your own risk. |
Bitch, who cheats and then acts pitiful? Right, you do. Girl, dig 7 feet underground and lay in it. You’re sad and pathetic, shit, who does that? It’s been hard for you? REALLY? You have a boyfriend who has cancer, and it’s hard for you? You ain’t doing shit for him, except cheating on him. You have no rights to say shit like that. And then you cry, boohoo. Get yo crocodile tears outta that house. Kyle’s right, that bitch needa leave. She shouldn’t even ask to stay. Hell, if you’re not happy, leave. Leave and never come back, ain’t gotta cheat.