My ex took most of my money, and as most of you guys know, I was kicked out of the place I was staying. So I was living my ex, Lailah. After a few months of taking bullshit, her deleting people on my phone, who were a threat, and no sex, I had enough, and I walked out. She cried and asked me to come bqck. I was going to go back that bitch without some ground rules. Long story short, I went back, helped her with rent and then she kicied me out again. I went back to town (5 miles) without my own vehicle, put all the clothes I had taken with me in a storage facility, and then over tye next couple of days, stayed under a bridge. I am a wreck, but I think I'm going to be alright because I get paid tomorrow. I hope I will see you all soon.

wow dude i am sorry to hear that man

jesus dude

Under the bridge downtownnnn, is where I drew some blood. Under the bridge downtownnnn, I could not get enough. Under the bridge downtownnnn, forgot about my love. Under the bridge downtownnnn, I gave my life away.