Yoooooo I was ready to beat ass at this second. She was screaming telling him to get out and he wouldn’t so best believe I went out again in my PJs and told him he needed to leave. She told me not to get involved and last I saw them he was hugging her trying to calm her down. Like I am mad. The sun hasn’t even risen yet. Yo I could be sleep right now.
Now I think they are fucking, but the dick cannot be that bomb to put up with all this bullshit, honey.
Like I try not to get involved but it is 6:41am and you guys are screaming and crying and cursing! It is too damn early for this mess! Like damn! People haven’t even eaten breakfast yet.
Girl what is wrong with you! You were kicking him out! Kick him out! Don’t let him talk his way out of this mess! Kick him out.
Girl it is 6 in the morning. I could be sleep.
You better be breaking up.
totalitarian dystopian future lit is like “what if the government got so powerful that all the bad stuff that’s already happening ALSO HAPPENED TO WHITE PEOPLE?”
Those first few days with fresh braids so stressful.
Can’t even think straight cuz my thoughts done been cornrowed behind my hairline. My reflexive response got delays nshit
All my emotions and decision making abilities have been compromised until further notice.