When I was 8, and my nikka Chris (who was 22) got cheated on and called broke by his longtime girlfriend of 4 years. The crucial thing was that it just happened out of thin air.
They were on a quick date and had to to stop for gas after getting some Micky D's. Honest to God, that nikka came home crying and telling me, an eight year old that had never even seen a p*ssy, what happened next. This man's pockets were so hurt that he was straight pulling out nickels and pennies from every crevice of his car

. She straight spazzed on him and left him to search while she walked the fukk off.
Chris winds up finding like $3.15 worth of gas, then drives to the club to sulk. He looks in the VIP section, and sees none other than his girl hugged up with someone that looked exactly like Lil Wayne

.
8-year old me was like: "oooooo, you met Lil Wayne:grinohhh:?"
Chris: "

Nah he just looked like him"
Me: "Oooo, did you get his autograph

?"
I'll never forget that night. The fact that someone can just switch up like that is crazy. She literally had a grown man confiding in a child about the heartlessness of women while crying on a mattress on the floor.
p*ssy/love really is a drug...
Edit: In hindsight, she wasn't wrong for leaving him. Chris got like 7 years for robbing a gas station like 3 years later.