August POV

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I'm leaving from da Hospital from Kammy because I have to get rest. Tomorrow I have an interviewand I can't be going ta sleep on the set. If this was a regular girl and I had ta take hea ta the hospital then normally I prolly just woulda dropped hea off and left ta go back home. But Kammy.... it's just something about her. I can't do that ta hea... I would feel bad. She ain't like em other ho-- I mean Guhs. My niggarette Karmen told meh I need a filta on mah mouth so ima at least try ta stop cussin'.

If you have heard my song "Kissin' on my Tattoos," you know exactly how I feel. I walk outside of the hospital and get into my fire red Lamborghini.

I turn on the radio and K.Michelle's song "Can't Raise a Man," was on. I ain't feel like hearin' that song so I turned the radio all da way off as I drove back to my house. Once I arrived I walked inside after unlockin' da door and walked straight up ta my room.

Next I went into my bathroom and did my hygiene thing and came back out. I turned the TV on and next thing ya know ya nigga was KO!

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