Oh look up, Maxine: another nigga fading away in your love life.
I. Ain’t. Got. The. Time. I’ve spent too much time in mental imprisonment of thinking how can I make him want me more, commit, love me, etc. What’s for me is, is mine. And that’s all I got, Frank.
I give an update on how inconsistency from these niggas rear its ugly head again and I’m TIYAD. I’m coming to accept that maybe relationships aren’t for me.
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