Prancing drinking like there’s no tomorrow does that make you feel good powerful one of the boys I’ll tell you something. You don’t look like one of the boys you look like the hooker paid to keep them company.

The way too much you look at her you want to fuck her thank you I won’t tell

The hooker comment didn’t go well last night

It’s time sensitive so are my feelings

What are you doing?

Are you?

Weak? It’s typical me like it a lot that is imply she’s got right promotion

The only man who walked over me was you

This promotion made me stressed not my self I’m out of my mind

Please calm me back

I’m sorry it’s this a sick joke setting of a fucking bomb

He’s a psycho

Welcome to my fare well party not this engagement party

Split up In my face fucking coward

You are nothing but a liar who sexed her way to the top

Here he’s your fucking hooker

I’m your fucking hooker

She chains her self

Now fuck me

When the bitch bites it bites back

Her mouth opens fangs open claws into his neck

Beg for mercy see you bleed

Say sorry for fucking me up

Wipe the lick the of the floor

I’m done with you now