You've been warned, you've been told, over and over and over but it's not getting through.
When I walk I'm gone and I don't ever come back, never, no chance, I've given you enough, why should I give you any more?
They all came back, not me.
Mom, Nicholas Al, Janet, James, nobody will be able to change my mind.
It's my life.
I left his mom.
I asure you, if I feel like it's the right thing to do, I will have bo problem leaveing this.
Show me you want me like I want you.
It's a simple request.
Like I said, it's about respect and being appreciated, if you aint gonna show it to me, then maybe you are not who I thought you were.
You're walking on dangerously thin ice.
I hope I'm getting through.
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