Due to yesterday night's events my head was killing me. Was Tristan really this much of a player? If he was, any feelings of affection for gone, just like that. I have a goal and a career that I'm trying to achieve, and I won't let anyone stand in the way of my success. If Tristan wants to play games I'll play games with him. no one messes with Milani and gets away with it.
The next morning, as I was walking out of the house, that thot that Tristan was with was sitting in a chair, on the patio. she was drinking some iced tea and her sunglasses were off, and she was looking at me up and down. If this bitch wanted a fight, I would give her a fight. If she had a problem with me, she should come up to my face and say it, instead of sitting there and staring, like she gonna do something.
Tristan came out of the house, and she immediately flashed me a fake smile. Now I realize what type of person she was. A thirsty, gold digging, whore who does what ever she needs to get by. stupid, filthy bitch.
I continued walking on my way. I would teach that bitch a lesson some day, just watch.
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One in a milyon( urban)
Teen FictionMilani is an aspiring Singer who moves to L.A. to pursue her dreams. will she be able to find success and love on her adventure to be the next big thing?
