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Regrets


Regrets-

People is going to regret ever putting their hands on me. Don't let my pretty looks fool you because I am a crazy person. Especially when it comes to my son, or my family. I know I got issues, but I was right about bitches or niggas who wanna violate me. That's not going to happen. I got a really crazy gangsta side to myself. Don't play with me!!!

Regrets-

My own family and friend's already tried to fuck my own life up plenty of times. But I am much older, prettier, and alot smarter then that. Now, I will definetly whoop your ass if you ever touch me. I love too hard, but I fight harder. Bad enough there's no T.V. in my apartment, while everyone wanna be entertained all damn day.

Regrets-

I am going to a really good college in the fall, and I actually have a very bright future ahead of me. Everyone is jealous of me because I am going to be very successful in the next two year's. Nobody will get any money from me ever!!! I have worked very hard for everything that I have today. The Devil can't take it away from me, because I will beat his ass myself. Like I said, I am gangsta, sexy, loving, and caring. Once you hurt me, I promise you will regret it till the day you die!!!

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