...so don't you ever send me a picture of you again.
How dare?
On what planet do you live on that its OK to burn me and my life to ashes and than think I would ever want you back?
Que?
Because I am still struggling with surviving after all you took...
I know you know that
And I know that is why you think I might want you back..
News Flash...
I don't
I do mind poverty but I am not alone...
I am not the only one struggling...
Money was never what I was about...
I like it, I want it, but I would never love a man for it...
You forgot why I loved you...
Or did you ever know why I loved you...
its confusing for you old gents...
SOOOOOOOOOOO
Remember me
and this....
I would rather walk on coals through a gallows of hell gleaming ear to ear knowing you will never
EVER
have the luxury of seeing me again!!
The Blonde will now bow and curtain close!!
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