So my sophomore year in college, I met this guy named Tamaz, now by this time I was living in south Jackson in my apartment. Tamaz and I met in chemistry class at school, and actually our encounter was very funny. He was in the school library doing something with a class mate, and I approached him about missing classwork because I was absent one day that week. Of course we exchanged number for what I thought was just school related conversations, but it turned into a situation I didn't even want to sign up for. So little to my knowledge, Tamaz and I were talking at one point. He had informed me that his girlfriend dumped him because she felt like he was doing to much with his car club. That turned out to be a whole complete lie. The way me and Court found out about each other was because I texted Tamaz on Sunday morning after church about him coming over. Before I knew it I was getting messages from Court about why I was texting Tamaz. I then received a call from Court asking me all types of questions. I was so furious that I remembered Tamaz let me borrow his laptop, when I tell you I wanted to throw that damn thing on the ground, but I didn't. I had a better idea when he came to get the laptop he had his best friend Ken with him. Okay, so in the beginning I never was supposed to be messing with Tamaz in the first place it was supposed to be with ken, but you see how that went. So when they arrived at my house, I was already mad, and I was really trying to be petty so I had them following me around the entire city for a laptop that was in my backseat. After all that being said in done I ended up returning the laptop to Tamaz, and we never talked like that again. As far as me and Court went; me and her became cool, but I mean becoming cool over a dude you know the friendship wasn't going to last long. Which it didn't, and honestly I'm glad it didn't because she was just as fake as they come.
Now, Ken and I on the other hand we had a rocky relationship. Everything started off great, but Ken was a not a motivated guy in a way because he didn't have anything going on for himself. Ken has three kids, but at the time we were together he only had two. It was crazy because Ken cheated on me twice, and never thought anything was wrong with it. I even let him stay with me when he got his job, but that was a complete disaster. The thing with Ken and I was that he didn't understand all I wanted was the best for him, and still do but he just didn't care. He wanted to hurt me because I lied to him about some bullshit that I had said in high school, and then tried to make things right by letting me met his mom. His mom and I got along, and his family actually liked me, but it was the trust that we didn't have that hurt our relationship. In the end, he never stopped loving me or caring for me, but I just honestly stopped giving a damn a long time ago for him and about him.
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Lies, Sex, And Pills: The untold Story of Brè Howard
FantasyEver wondered how a church girl could go down the drain within five months? Well I can tell you because I was that girl, and trust me it was very easy.