"GET THE HELL OUT REECE! REAL TALK, IM TIRED OF THIS DUMB SHIT YO! IN FRONT OF YO CHILD THOUGH REECE? THATS HOW YOU FEEL? YOU A BITCH ASS NIGGA, ON GOD!! IM DONE YO! I AINT GOTTA DEAL WITH THIS!!!" I screamed at my no good baby father and ex boyfriend once again.
I'm tired of this on and off relationship with this man. Real talk, I'm feed up. All we do is argue and fight. I can't take this abuse no more. I was only 20 years old and i had to deal with that dumb shit nearly everyday.
I'm the one with the job, the house, the car, all that shit! He aint doing shit to help raise Melanie but be here! Who buy the diapers? Me! Who buy her clothes? Me! Who buying the food and paying the bills in this house? ME!!
That's what that nigga failing to realize. I don't need that bitch, i just wanted him and that feeling is so far away from me! Way before this incident! Me and Reece been fucking with each other since 7th grade, that's almost 7 years and I'm tired of the lies, cheating, abuse, and disloyalty. If I'm holding shit down like a good ass girlfriend and baby mother should, what you gotta flex on me for?
Niggas kill for bitches like me! When his dumb ass was slanging rocks who was there to hold that shit so he wouldn't get caught? Who was there to bail his dumb out of jail when his bitch ass did get caught? ME! I WAS THAT DOWN ASS BITCH!
Giving him a roof over his head? Clothes on his back? And not just no regular ole shit I'm talm bout trues, jordans, levis, stussy, all that good shit. & Some good as food on the table? Guess who did that for his broke ass. ME! You guessed right.
BIG MISTAKE! I regret that shit with everything in me but the shit that kills me the most is i still love him.
