I Wish
It's funny how I can sit back and think. It was once upon a time you were JUST MiNE. I remember over you know a few people. I knew and me and you, "who that" what. Nah," who that", just because I didn't know who you knew... Now it's like a say a letter you can finish the name. Sometimes its amazing how social sites. Can bring fame I just want things to be the same. Like when you had to ask people names. Now it's like my friend is your friends. And yall might be close friends. Then when we were friends or were we even friends?? Nowadays you gotta ask what is a friend. Because people do soo much dirt. they don't know whats wrong or right. Then be good for throwing something like "you know. I wouldn't do that, that's trifling. That's dirty, that ain't me. I don't do my friends like that". but shoot nowadays people do what the heck they want [ iKNOW is DO]. And I don't blame anybody. because you should do what the flip you want. when you want. However, you want with whoever you want BUT when you do it AT LEAST KEEP iT 100. Lord everybody uses that line... Knowing darn well they keeping it far from 100. It's shame you can't see who telling the truth nowadays. But OH WELL ITS LiKE..!! It's funny how I just sit back and look at it... People act as if they really know people. But if it won't for some it would really be NUN. Its gone be hard for people to understand. where I'm coming from. But I know exactly what I am talking about. And the shoe fit for more the one shoe.
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