And there you have it…
 

She wanted the d…
Too bad it was misplaced between procrastination and lack of belief.
Pleading over and over… so fucking annoying,
Yet i was enticed… that strut she wore in those streets.
Others were involved in this personal event, forging a spectacle.
Tf?? All of a sudden a deli***y to being single was for everyone but me??
Fuck all these interventions and entitlements to conversation!
Let her and I flesh this out… afterall, its exactly THAT which brought this to be.
Love is present, though not enough to go either way… we’re stagnant
And I swear if we had better compatability, we’d be like magnets, complete…
The idea of moving in any direction is killing me cuz I’m ignorant…
Rathering a concubine filled night full of dimes and deceit.
After the pipeline led elsewhere, I recorded confessions,
Knowing damn well she'd discover the thoughts in my sheets...
So with tears in her eyes and bitterness filling her body I smirked...
She presented the vessel for my marks to be made and I gave her the D...









...vorce.

Gave her the d.. lmao. U sick bastard. Actually well written for the most part. That whole deceit bar was clever

thats wassup. thanks.