Between You & I
The Hoe’s: part II
Hoe number one. We use to be friends. You think it’s my fault we’re not anymore…no. If you weren’t a psycho bitch we would still be friends. If you didn’t walk all over everyone and talk shit you would have friends. You chose to act how you did. I blame all of this on you. You’re worthless. You married a kid. You can’t even keep your legs closed. Your self-esteem is lower then the ground. You think if you fuck every guy you will feel better? No because no one likes you because you are just mean. You are a trouble maker. Your own mother doesn’t want you. You are just a disappointment. You can call me fat and tare me down, but at the end of the day I’m the happy one. I’m the one with a future that goes farther then welfare. You will make a great ex wife one day but that’s about it. I was there for you when no one else was. I loved you as a friend. I accepted your crazy shit and the person you were are. Joke is on me for that. You will wake up and realize how many bridges you’ve burned one day, but I’m sorry, I won’t forgive you this time. What you do doesn’t surprise me anymore.
Hoe number two. I don’t even know you first of all, nor do I care to learn who you are. You look like you’re twelve. Is that kid your’s? Do you even know who the father is? Being scum must run in the family. You’re just mean and you and him are perfect for each other. Why not just leave me alone and be happy with him? Why do you feel the need to keep attacking me. It’s not my fault that your life ended the day you got pregnant. I didn’t get you pregnant. Stop taking your shit out on me. It’s fucking annoying. I never called the cops. I didn’t do anything. Your biggest mistake was when you threatened to bust my moms lip open. If you were smart you would have said me at least. My moms a viper. I don’t hate you. I feel that carrying hate is just more baggage. You don’t realize that you can call me fat as many times as you want and I wont care. Why not put the effort that you use to bring me down into your relationship? Or your fucking kid? You probably don’t even take care of him. You must have daddy issues just like you cousin. You wanted a baby because they can’t leave you. One day you will run your mouth about the wrong person and say “bye bye son.” I’m positive you can’t even feel his dick since you’re all floppy down there from giving birth. Your hair is ugly and doesn’t look well with your skin color. You’re teeth are weird, but white. You think you’re cool for putting others down, but it’s the MOST unattractive thing ever.
To both of you. Someone once told me that a hurting person will only hurt others. I do not care for either of you, but your lives are so fucked up I can’t blame you for being pathetic. You think I have HIV & AID’s but I don’t. HPV is very common. Actually now you both have it. SURPRISE! If you had passed high school or had good mothers to talk to you about things, you would have known that guys are asymptomatic, but carries. You know what that means? You don’t see it on them. You can have your laugh now, but 4 months from now or 7 years from now you will wake up one morning and see genital warts. They start off small and low in numbers, then increase in size and numbers. I guess that’s what you get when you sleep with my sloppy seconds. I hope it was worth it. I will not project your karma, but just remember karma always comes back around.
Until you can measure a dick with your eyes. stop having sex.
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I’m here like hold the fuck up…
who raised OUR generation? YOUR generation did, so…
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Answer:
My friends are always there for me. They know exactly how to pick me up and make me feel better. My mom is the best. And ciggs make EVERYTHING better :)
