They say when you have a history of bad relationships that you are to blame for making poor choices. If the Manolo fits, I'm wearing a size 9 please. But I'm not about to invite you to judge me on ME, so let's focus on the filthy tales of sorry men that are slighty entertaining.
THE JAILBIRD: My first true love and virginity snatcher! He went on the lamb for some drug trafficking shit and as his Bonnie I invited him to hide out with me. When I snooped on him telling his girl back home that he was visiting his "cousin" I was flabbergasted. When I found out he was later sentenced to 10 years I knew it was a wrap!
COLLEGE PSYCHO: I dated a controlling dude that wouldn't let me hang with friends unless he tagged along! One day while he spotted me innocently walking with a classmate to buy a book, he confronted me back at my dorm and spat my way and through Bacardi on me. Outcome-slapped the hell out of homeboy and almost called 911.com
ECUADORIAN POTHEAD: Recommended by a friend, I thought it might be nice to sample something new...yet I soon realized the dude was a recently released from the trap and a pothead. I had to call it quits when he kept requesting to be picked up AND was communicating with the referring friend behind my back. No Buueno!!
CON ARTIST: Some Hatian Sensation convinced me he was doing well in life with import/export and gave me a sample product while wooing me. The smart side of me said lemme get some cash as I am not one to rock high labels...so I took the watch to the retail store to be assessed and it was such a good fake that they said it was legit! I didn't realize it was a fugazi until I attempted to sell it on Ebay and got a suspended account due to selling a fraud watch close to $1000
I hate to say it but I have a dozen more! I always told my chicas I could write a best seller on my experiences!!!
--xoxo Goddess
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