Ass Planet
I drop her smokes off at her work.
Because she left them in my car.
Then she ask what is wrong with me.
She calls me a piece if shit.
I did her a favor.
Then they block & delete me as a friend.
Like I'm some huge bitch.
She is crazy.
The moral of the story is....
The more favors you do for people
The more they fuck you over.
Never let a drunk bitch drive your car.
They will wreck it in 5 minutes or less.
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