You would remember cause they’re distinctive
again, if you tell me, I’d believe you...anybody could describe a house...she be on discord video chatting and it’s nikkas here that know how my current place look, that don’t mean a thing
breh you could floss for the coli cause it looks funny...but again, you haven’t showed a single proof that you smashed...
The fukk is discord? Never heard of it until now, if you don’t believe I was in your house then
And remember I smashed twice, only been to your spot once. She know where I stay at too, she could tell you how to find me and get this issue but that would entail her admitting to all this
Explain how I knew about those books tho? Hard to forget that. And you right about that bright ass red couch. Had to jog my memory about it honestly, but I do remember talking shyt to your wife about how country it looked, while I looked at all those books y’all got. So you telling me that all that along with the fact it was on the 2nd floor was something I got from a video chat? I remember those details cuz that’s how I move, always looking. I ain’t know she was married to you, but ain’t ain’t no telling what a chick who let you smash over the computer in less than a day got going on so I remember the small nuances about the location more than I do even the smash itself at this point. Never know what may pop off. That’s how my brain works.
And flex? Nah try again. Your wife is dead, she not cute breh, I’m not proud to say I smashed at all. She way below my level. In my eyes admitting that I smashed her is an L. that pic in her avy fooling nikkas like fukk. I’ve seen her naked breh. You and I both know that shyt shapeless when them clothes come off.
Look, believe what you want. But you should have enough sense to know that a married woman only keeps attention from other dudes for one thing- some side dikk. You see clear as day not 1 but 2 random nikkas communicating with your girl. She wasn’t looking for no shoulder to cry on or someone to vent to. She got you for that.