The fact that you'd listen to 2 bitches who you KNOW get into a shitload of trouble for all the gossip they spread over your own goddamn sister really says a lot. I don't even know what the fuck happened to you so why the fuck would you even think I'd go around saying shit? If you haven't already guessed, I couldn't give two fucks about what you've been up to. You sending me stupid texts like, "Call me back if you wanna live." & "You better call me back or I'm gonna smack you across the face." thinking they scare me is hilarious. Who the fuck are you to threaten me with your ignorant, empty words? You think you're so fucking tough in front of your friends, but we both know when it's just you, you're nothing but a baby, crying in your own goddamn corner when shit doesn't go your way. Can't even cry to momma anymore cuhs even she's pretty much disowned you. Believe whatever the fuck you wanna believe, but don't fucking accuse me of shit you got yourself into. Especially when I had absolutely nothing to do with it. Dumbass.
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