There's a lot to be said about giving up, you know you have the it's, ands, and buts the where's, when's and whys and the how's, who and what for.
So you just gon give up played over and over in her head. Scott walked out and closed the door to what they had together.
Let me explain something, every woman and every man in this world deserves to be happy enjoying their life. Different people enjoy different things but when a person doesn't like, enjoy something they should have sense enough to stop so don't say they just gave up.
What's in your head as them giving up is not important to them when it comes to their well-being. All that stupid shh.. excuse me I mean stuff
you got in your head don't even cross their mind.
Saturday morning meant cleaning up what's dirty so Dela got to work. Everything that was Scott's everything that reminded her that he was there got put in the spair bedroom. All of Saturday was full of chores cleaning, shopping and washing up what was dirty. When she had finished her entire house was pine sol down no sign of his scent anywhere except the lazyboy so she put it out on the back porch.
There's nothing like your spot you know,
your spot. That night there was nothing on TV so Dela picked up her book and started reading when her cell went off it was him so she turned it off.
She had calmly broke things off with him what I don't understand is why somebody just keep bothering a person when they know that person no longer want to be bothered by them.
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