Some Random Shit
Woke up from a bad dream last night and my thoughts took me to you. Been a minute since we last spoke so I hope you’re doing well and keeping busy. But on the real though, I had this crazy dream about how our relationship ended and it all makes sense now. I’m not trying to judge your friends but how the fuck do they hop on three-way to discuss us then call you from a block number to tell you lies about me. I understand we may have run our course but who the fuck gave these people the insights on us to the point where they feel they gotta intervene? I know it’s been years and maybe I should let this shit go but on the real these motherfuckers are the same people you’re calling friends, going out to parties with, sharing a room with yet they can come up with a plan, use the same shit you tell them against your better judgments and tried to break us off. i guess I can’t blame them for being who they are…that’s what happens when you share everything with your friends.
Let’s balance this one out for a minute: 1) you got a call from a random person 2) telling you shit that not even my X know 3) your number has never been published anywhere 4) if one is hidden how the fuck it reaches 2 unless it’s an inside job
Only thing I can say is, tell VC to lose them lbs…wedding dress won’t fit. Deuces!!!!!