come on

Nothing is more exciting and make me happy than knowing that someone talk badly about me behind my back, and then I know it, and they are wrong. 

Oh… Your game is too easy for me, baby.

I’ve been struggling to be steady in facing my mother’s fight ’till death, and you’re trying to fear me with.. Lies?

Come on.

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