Have you ever felt like you were on top of the world?
Have you ever wanted to be careless and free?
Have you ever been judged because of your occupation?
Have you ever felt like the only way to make the pain go away was to self medicate?
Have yo...
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Victoria slapped her hand on the kitchen counter.
"What?" I eyed her.
"That fucking piece of shit," she cursed while her thumb slid across her phone screen. "I'm going to beat his ass with my chancla."
I laughed at her Spanglish, "Who?"
She showed me her phone and I immediately stopped laughing.
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3,456 likes weslebeau #tbshe didn't know I took this View all 42 comments ybgarett dude😳
What the hell was he trying to do, I thought as I grabbed my own phone and looked up his username.
"Bastard," I muttered under my breath as I left a comment on the last picture he posted of my girlfriend.
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3,235 likes weslebeau but she knew I took this & told me to delete it bc of her sex hair lol View all 24 comments justinbieber Don't fucking post pictures of my girl. Delete them.
"Why are you following him?" I questioned Victoria as I put my phone down because I was getting pissed just seeing her on his page, especially with the captions he put. I know the pictures were from when they were in high school, but he still had no business posting them.
She rolled her eyes, "I'm not following him. Sofia sent me screenshots."
"I knew it was that fucker who texted me," I muttered under my breath, ignoring her response and getting up from the bar stool.
"What?" she looked at me puzzled and crossed her arms over her chest.
"He texted me not to break your heart or some lame as threat. I figured it was him and didn't really care that much, but after seeing those pictures...I'm fucking angry," I ran my hand through my hair as I walked around the counter to the refrigerator to grab another beer. This would be number 3.
