So I got cancelled on, on my birthday.
Ok so that guy I keep saying Ima leave alone. I gave him one more chance. We were supposed to go out for my bday. He tells me he is gonna take me out to eat.
At the last minute after I’m dressed, makeup slaying, hair popping, nails done. (I’ll show pics in a reblog.) the uber pulling up….he tells me. “Well I only have time to fuck you.”
EXCUSE THE FUCK OUT OF YOU!!!!!
You got me all the way fucked up!
Go fuck yourself!
This is my damn birthday! Where I made sure I looked poppin enough to be taken out and you want to fuck me….prolly in your car no less!
I told him (nicely). I wasn’t about to do that, he can go do what he needs to do. But yeah I’m for real done. I should have known, and I need to stop giving men more than one strike.
Unfortunately Even at 22, while liven with my mom she doesn’t allow m to go out by myself. Especially at night because she thinks I’ll get kidnapped. 😭😭😭