It's not that I won't or refuse...I can't.
(S)chizoid (P)ersonality (D)isorder- A condition in which people avoid social activities and interacting with others.
Depersonalized Schizoid- Often described by the schizoid patient as a tuning out or a turning off.
Affectless Schizoid- Lack passion, remain unresponsive in social situations, and are highly unlikely to show any affection to prospective significant others.
Widening the door I seen him holding another bag, with flowers in his hand and a blunt behind his ear "really? More peace offerings?"
"Ain't none wrong in that" I thanked him for it as I was raised with manners I placed the flowers on the counter alongside the bag not bothered to look inside and see what he got.
"That's how you gon do me?" He asked pointing at the flowers on the counter.
"I mean flowers really not cutting anything right now" I shrugged.
"It better cause I came here to apologise" he walked over and stood in front of me with his tall ass self.
"Mhm" I hummed ready to hear what he has to say.
"Real shit though. I know I ain't really been on my shit cause I got other shit I'm dealing with so Ion really wanna put that onto you cause you'n deserve none of that.
So I told you Ion wanna rush it so I don't become the man that don't treat you good" at this point he put his hand in mine and used his thumb to rub the back of my hand in circular motions.
"So I wanna apologise for allat cause I ain't really tell you what's going on but Ion really wanna wait for that date no more".
There was just some in his eyes that was getting me especially with his head being slightly tilted not even thinking of trying to break eye contact with me.
"So what does that mean?"
-a traphouse production- my works #2
may 2021™️
she ain't no lame hoe, i ain't no fuck nigga
i'd be lying if I said I don't fuck with her
she hold me down so I put up with her"
#1 𝙠𝙖𝙮𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙘 -
.. "Heard you gang" I replied and Kay had same the reaction as Camrin when I called his lil annoying ass gang.
"Ain't nobody ya fucking gang Leilani" he smacked his lips and let go of my hand.
"Why you letting go?" I put our hands back together cause his shits is mad soft, "plus how you not gang? Cause you ain't bae either" I shrugged but I was lowkey crying inside he posed to be my bae.
Wait- this nigga was already my bae but he just need to make it official.
"On some real shit I would make ya ass wifey but ya ass is mad dayroom" he admitted but now he got me fucked up.
My head tilted to the side and mouth agape.
"Nigga how the fuck am I dayroom?" The blanket slightly fell off my shoulders from me moving into a nice comfortable sitting position so I could hear the shit that bouta come outta his mouth.
"You don't see how you be acting once a sip of liquor enter your system? Me personally if I had a girl Ion want her acting like that on the internet. Not gon lie" he shrugged and I kept my blank stare and squinted eyes.
-a traphouse production- my works #1
february 2021™️
"that's why i wanna thank you and then give you the best of me ..i can't take back the past but i got the recipe. let's jump on a plane, see the world together..give you my last name, be my girl forever...."