Priorities, we all have them. Whether they be physically or emotionally. Sometimes we confuse them with liability. And I’d ask why but you’d take it personally. Bad habits, like children to a rabbit they don’t stop until you see it then grab it. But we’re just human so no matter how bad it makes us we let it. Love that’s unconditional, the aspect that it’s real is subliminal, when is really about what’s reciprocal, so it is conditional?? No. Whimsical, something that’s in our mind, hospitable. The is 2026, the idea of respect, loyalty, and common sense will make you sick, where all 20k will buy you is a brick, and you think that this type of life will make someone stick?? God forbid.. you find a man, she gets the ick. Her type is cheats, drug dealers and tricks and if you don’t have none of that you better have a stack and a blick. So that lets us know if a man has nothing but priorities, she’ll go.
Rough draft Title:PRIORITY
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