this blog shit is all new to me, but hey i figured what the hell. plus, i mean all my other friends have these thingys. i guess i'll just follow along.
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so nothing is really on my mind. i suppose i can start with the biggest event that has recently happened. -smiles- so i'm single, and i've got to say it feels good. i mean, should i be smiling about it? =/ either way, my boyfriend, rather ex boyfriend, was umm, -thinks of a nice way to put it- not for me. i mean, this nigga really fuckin played my ass. like seriously. i hate liars and i don't think they get any bigger than him.
elaborate?
lie numero uno: well first of all, him and i live about 20-25 min. away from one another & we never really saw each other =/. like wtf kinda shit is that right? so i ask him, "babe, how come we never, like, see each other or anything?" this bastard replys, "i dunno." you have go to be shitting me. so of course i was irritated and fucked up about the situation so i broke up with his ass. hoooray for me. UGH! this nigga runs away from home =/. at least that's what he tells me. comes to find out, he left on foot and managed to end up in Jonesboro, which is impossibly far for him to reach on foot in one night. i ask him how he got there and he tells me his friend dropped him off. smells like bullshit to me. so anyway, he calls me from a blocked number & i talk him into coming back home. ROFL, this nigga tells me that he found a prepaid phone with min. on it. BIG LOL @ that.
*oh he answers my question finally with an answer other than "i dunno". he tells me i'm intimidating. =/ what, he's not used to a bad bitch or something? -blushes-
lie numero dos: so him and i are still broken up or whatever, and he's all "suicidal" or whatever because "he loves me so much"-blah. he told me he left school & he was leaving his phone with his sister. -rolls eyes- yeah whatever. so apparently he leaves his house & goes to some unknown place, comes back home with a fuck shit ass attitude. mind you, i'm on the phone with his sister the whole time he is "gone." so yeah, i get off the phone with her for whatever reason just to recieve a text message from his phone reading "Sis, De passed out. i'm calling an ambulance." this nigga is really weird, and i'm thinking he will do anything. this lie is the one that did it for me, by the way. she doesn't call me back for a few hours & when she does call she tells me that he overdosed on drugs and had an allergic reaction to the drugs and was having trouble breathing on his own. i proceed to ask her what drugs he took and she couldn't even me an answer. talk about red flag. a bitch like me has watched one too many episodes of "House" to know that, that is complete and total bullshit. but i let her continue. a couple of hours pass and this chick finally has my answer. =/, bitch please. supposedly he overdosed on some over the counter arthritis medication and extacy. -rewind- but this nigga came home with a fuck shit attitude but was geeked on some X? nah son, this is a lie. she then tells me how he hasn't woke up yet, from being passes out. blah blah, i'm still on the phone with her and i'm gettin bored with this fake story so i change the subject and her & i are clowning on the phone. i dunno about you, but if my brother was hospitalized for an overdose, i wouldn't be clowning with some bitch on the phone. it isn't long til she tells me that he's awake and that he wants to talk to me. these fuckers must really think i'm fucking dumb. so i talk to him, and he's all sobbing and all "i love you baby" wahoo wahoo, yadda yadda. anyway, this nigga was up in the hospital on his lap top & all kinds of shit, fake talking to people and everything. it's really sad, because he really thinks that i believe him. anyway, he ends up being discharged after only 2 days & 2 nights. are you fucking kidding me. this nigga is "home" and he's all crying that he don't feel good, and in the back of my mind i thinking, "fuck nigga aint shit wrong with you." i do not talk to him that night. the next morning he texts me and tells me he's back in the hospital. i text him and tell him we need to talk. i basically confront this nigga about his lies. you would think he would admit his wrong, right? WRONG. this nigga goes on and on about "why don't you believe me babe?" NIGGA CAUSE YOU IS A LIE! finally after about 20 some odd texts back to back, he tells me he lied. smh, sad thing is he had his sister helping him lie. BIG LOL, like what the fuck kinda shit is that? anyway, he said he lied because he figured i wouldn't leave if i thought something was wrong with him. folks are so crazy these days. smh, and i'm still GONE!
*things could not have been this bad, yenno. if he just spent time with a bitch we could've maybe worked things out. key word, maybe. ALL I ASKED HIM FOR WAS TIME! but this nigga just had to lie. and then tell bad lies at that.
butttttt no, pandora's box was just beginning to open about his nigga. smh, not only does he not spend time with me, not only did he tell me long elaborate lies, but this nigga was sending pictures of his penis to other girls. onesthat just so happen to be my friend. if you're reading this, heyyyyy girl! lol, anyway, he does this which is just ugh, anddddd he's been having phone sex with hoes from CS. and not to mention telling ugly fat hoes how he wants to fuck them. -vomits-
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gots to be more careful.i can't help but feel like i've wasted nearly a year on this nigga, and for what? i end up right where i started. not that i'm complaining really. i'm sort of emotionless towards the situation. i mean, shit happens right? good things don't last forever.
on another note, i swear all my friends are glad that nigga is out of my life. LMAO, that's pretty fucking sad. i have to admit though, he did suck when it came to my friends. for someone who didn't spend much time with me, he sure as hell didn't want me spending any of my time with anyone else. OOPS, i did what i wanted anyway. Speaking of which, shout outs to Sharina. she is probably the most happy out of all my friends about the break up. that's my nigga though, i love her. ugh, i'm so glad that fuck shit excuse as a man didn't ruin our friendship. because there were do many times when i thought he would. i suppose he hated Sharina because she really saw the person for who he really is. she's really good at shit like that, reading people that is.
uhh, that is all for now.
