around 10 in the morning...i'm still in my good sleep..even though i'm pissed cause my new couch couldn't fit through my apartment door....so i'm still sitting on the damn hard ass floor, my new bed is so sexy..black queen size sleigh bed..went shopping and got egyptian cotton sheets(mommy's treat!!) and i still don't have my computer yet..i feel like i'm in the stone age..i digress...alot...
ring...ring..ring...
*in sleepy voice* hellohello.....do you know a boy named country boy???yeahhow do you know him?*wakes up instantly* who the hell is this and why you all up in my shit????i'm his girlfriend....now how do you know him?we went to high school together...so the fuck whatso what high school did he go to then??look..what's the reason you calling me..i'm not about to sit here and play 50 questions with yo ass.i was going through his texts and y'all was talking about getting together this weekend. is that true..and btw did you fuck him, and why does he have your number saved in his phone as his baby mama?????(mumbles)wow..it's too early for this shit...(pause)....why don't you ask your man these questions?cause bitch...i'm asking you*though bubble----i know this hoe ain't just call me a bitch----end though bubble*alright hoe look.....i don't think you know who the fuck you talking to first off cause i'm not the bitch to fight over dick..and if he is so much yo man....he sure didn't mention shit about you when he was chilling with me for the past couple of days. please sweetie..don't take the insecurities you have with your man out on me. now...like i said.....call HIM up....ask HIM if we chilled...if he was coming to see me this weekend and if we fucked...and after he answers that last question...ask him to tell you how good it was.hang up
see i don't want to be a bitch...but girls seem to always bring it out of me. i always tell these chicks...YOU. DO. NOT. KNOW. ME.
you don't know that i hit like a man...you don't know i already been to jail for battery...you don't know how many times the police had to escort me home..you don't know about my anger problems and how it landed me in anger management...court order. people think just cause i'm quiet that they can fuck with me....i will say it again....YOU. DO. NOT. KNOW. ME.
the nerve of that bitch....getting mad at me cause her man...my ex-man....still want to be with me. is she mad cause this nigga been asking everybody i know if they seen me cause he wants to see me..chill with me?
how you gonna get mad at me??? lol
i'm going to describe country boy for darius t. williams(whom i shall call papa for now on..lol) he is around 5'11....180lbs of pure muscle...dark skin...the whitest and prettiest teeth you will ever find...his upper body is gorgeous...the type muscles you just
have to touch..then touch again. he doesn't do the sagging pants...always wears a belt....(his boxers and socks must match...he likes Tommy Hilfiger) his only flaw is his little chicken legs..hahahahahaha...but it works for him!!!!! i love the fact how he reminds me of my dad...he works really hard...does alot of things using his hands...he is a real man's man, and they both share the same initials(that was really random but true). he is also HUNG LIKE A HORSE...but you didn't hear that from me!!!!
why dpes it seem like i attract drama????
why does it always seem to come my way..
maybe this happened as reassurance that i don't need to be in sc...
or maybe this happened to prove how bad of a bitch i really am!!!! after 3 years of not seeing or talking to this guy..he still wants to be with me.
he even told me that he doesn't care what other nigga i'm talking to...as long as i can be in his life it doesn't even matter.
history of country boy coming soon....