Tear us apart.

That was the straw, the one that just broke, the only back that was still capable of carrying your bullshit. Good thing your shit its already packed, now time to re-decorate and move some shit around in this bitch. I'm not sure you ready to let go, but I'm ready, to laugh, when you blowing up my phone, and I'm sitting somewhere in the sun, channel dress gripping short and tight, waiting on my sex on the beach ;-)

I was thinking ill be gone to November
but fuck you imma turn you off
Get ghost, come back spitting venom
Stunt hard .

I can't wait to have memories of right now

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