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Two days later
𝘈𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢, 𝘎𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘢

𝘚𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘯é 𝘓𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘺 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯/ 𝘚𝘪𝘮/ 𝘔𝘰/ 𝘔𝘰𝘯é/ 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘺

𝘚𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘯é 𝘓𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘺 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯/ 𝘚𝘪𝘮/ 𝘔𝘰/ 𝘔𝘰𝘯é/ 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘺

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badbitchjo_ Isn't she just beautiful through all the pain and hurt she been and still going through 🤞😩🌹
↪ @badbitchjo_ The days will get better for us. We just have to get through the stormy weather 🤞🌹

doja.ree Gorgeous mamas 😩😍

theshaderoom.yb Ya'll peeped that lyric she put in there 👀

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Exiting out of the app, I hooked my phone to the speakers in the living room and scrolled through my music. The beat to Time To Myself by Yung Bleu, came on and Jo passed a blunt to me. Taking it, I put it to my lips and took a few puffs from it and passed it back to her.

[Chorus]
My heart don't pump no blood no more
My heart won't let me love no more
I don't wanna go to the club no more
I ain't lookin' for no bitch I can fuck no more
'Cause I, I need some time to myself, I need time
I need some time to myself, I need time
I need some time to myself, I need time
I need some time to myself, I need time

"I felt that in my soul." Jo said, leaning her back on the couch. I looked over at her and bust out laughing, taking the blunt from her.

[Verse 1]
I need some time and I ain't talkin' 'bout a little bit (And I know all)
I'm just so sick and tired of arguin' over little shit (Little shit)
That petty shit (Petty), like, "Who is this?"
"Why you like her picture?" Man, it's just a fuckin' picture (The fuck?)
You gon' criticize a nigga if I'm right or wrong, fuck it (Either way)
Pack my bag (Pack my shit) now I'm truckin' (Now I'm truckin')
Now we fuckin' (Real), we makin' up
Just last friday we was breakin' up, now...

Taking two pulls from the blunt, I passed it back to Jo and got up going to the kitchen. Grabbing a big bowl, I opened the fridge and got the fresh citrus cut fruit and poured the whole bag in the bowl. Throwing the bag away, I grabbed the bowl and walked back in the living room. Taking a strawberry, I popped it in my mouth and just stared at the wall, with a blank face.

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