Hell, this room is my unofficial jail cell and it's bout 300,892 to make bail. Shit, I'd rather be staring at an oncoming train while I'm laying across the rail. But I guess I'm not suppose to be mad, but this b**** is pissin me off like she don't want to see me, but I'm just suppose to chill on the sidelines believin, that she not screwing around?!? I don't even trust myself like that, so if you think you runnin game, you might want to double check and run it back. But go ahead and leave love bleed in my hands, better then letting it die in hers, if I had a last nerve, she just took it, now I'm uterly disturb! I'm sry , I don't mean to fr