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WE TRUE HOMIES
WE RIDE TOGETHER
WE DIE TOGETHER
send this GUN to everyone you care about including me if you care. C how many times you get this, if you get 10 your A TRUE HOMIE
;))
Then the messages got specific.
"Nice blue socks today."
"You should lock your window tighter."
You lived on the second floor. No one should’ve seen that.
Then your cat vanished.
Three days later, its collar showed up in your mailbox—tied to a Polaroid of you sleeping.
You blocked him. Changed accounts. Moved cities.
Didn’t matter.
Last night, you woke up to your phone screen glowing.
It was live-streaming.
Title: "Icepoger’s Pet – Day 67"
10,482 viewers.
And a chat message at the top:
"She’s finally awake. Smile for us."
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay
Remember the first time we met
You was at the mall wit yo friend
I was scared to approach ya
But then you came closer
Hopin' you would give me a chance
Who would have ever knew
That we would ever be more than friends
We're real worldwide, breakin' all the rules
She like a song played again and again
That girl, like something off a poster
That girl, is a dime they say
That girl, is a gun to my holster
She's running through my mind all day, ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
Good day.