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dashawn was sitting down on a couch at his crip, his homies laughing round him n pissing round blunt while he was staring at his phone, waitin. he was watching your location, already indiffrent but still hurt as he watched your location showing that you're wit one of his opps
he was fixing things wit you alot of times, tried to save y'all alot of times but you was just always doing him dirty n now, you fw his opp. he knew it's time for final goodbye, that there's no reason why he should try to get you back, even tho he loved you
he signed n opened messages wit you, runnin his one hand through his face n pushing some of his dreads away from his face as he started to type in,
"where r u?" but he wasn't waiting for response, knowing that you're probably going to fuck round n lie, so he continued typing,
"ik you w ts nigga. we done fr ts time, goodbye" after sending ts, he just leaned back n turned off his phone, threwing it next to him. he looked at his homies for a sec before looking up at the ceiling
he loved you, he couldn't say that he don't. he just know that y'all don't fw each other no matter how much y'all try