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Showing posts with label SMS: Stories. Show all posts

SMS: A true situation of perpetual bad endings...

Saturday, June 14, 2008

This shit is crazy! So I’m chilling in bed and get a ding from my blackberry, MESSAGE!!! It was a text from a woman who claimed to be a friend of my homeboy's girlfriend. Now, being that I have a lot of male friends I’m used to the occasional jealous girlfriend text or call asking who I am and what I am to their man, but never from a friend of the girl. I'm not some rude hussy so I can indulge their curiosity if they're respectful. And she was, in the beginning. Then the shit turned all the way south. She said some rude shit, and you know when you speak to a fool you become one, so in return I bitched up my delivery. Wrong move for me since I’m not the confrontational type, thank God it was over text! Needless to say it didn't end well so I told my homeboy to control his shit and talk to his girl immediately. A true situation of perpetual bad endings.
Moral of the story, don’t answer a text that you know is going to strip you of your dignity. And ladies, if you see a number in your man’s phone don’t call the woman, especially if he’s sleeping in your bed at night. You should be able to talk to him about anything.

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SMS: We need to end this...

Sunday, June 08, 2008

I'm not the most confrontational, period. I try to avoid conflict verbally with people all the time, unless it’s planned and delayed. I'm one of those people that always have something to say as soon as the person leaves, but can't get it out on the spot. So breaking up, for me, is REALLY hard to do. Over the past week I've been contemplating whether or not to end things with a man that has his share of pros and cons. Thanks to some of you guys I've been able to look at my situation from different perspectives, and make my decision with real peace of mind. So I've decided to break things off with him and be single for a while. I thought about just using him for what he's good at, the goods, but really had a hard time forgetting about his feelings. And I'm not one to be led on so I didn't want to lead him on either; I'm not that kind of girl. But to get to the point of this blog…
It’s not the fact that I broke up with him, but that I broke up with him Britany spears style, through a text. Now I know that’s a little fucked up and I feel bad, but if you knew him and what he could do to a woman’s body then you would do the same. When I see him my knees start to get weak and other things start to activate… lol but I know yall know what I mean. Well, I hope you do… So I guess this is me justifying my actions…

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