Nasty_Nate
Each one, teach one...
I was about 19, freshman year of college. I was with this lil' high school bytch that was back home about two hours away. I would come home damn near every weekend for this lil' 16 yr old bytch, even though there was lots more broads on campus. Anyway, I notice she's starting to act all funny and shyt when I come home. People tried to drop me hints, but I was too dumb to pick up what they were saying. Anyway, I call this slut one weekend and I hear a voice in the background saying, "Just hang up.". I'm like, "Who the fukk are you with?!" and she said nobody, so I told her I was tired of the bullshyt and was gonna go to sleep. Soon as I got off the phone I drove to her house and saw my so-called best friend's car parked in her driveway, explains why he wasn't answering the phone all night. I told the punk ass dude everything, so that shyt really crushed me. Even more so because even her parents knew about this shyt. Anyway, long story short. I wilded out the rest of my time in college and pretty much treated all girls like shyt until I met my current wife. Tell me why me and my boy got cool again about a year later, and right before I was getting married he tried to holla at my the girl I am married to now.
What's funny is I NEVER got over that shyt. I loved that lil' bytch. Nice lil' Mexican broad with ass on her. After I quit school and joined the military I ended up seeing this bytch in the mall while I was home on leave. I was with my wife, she was just my g/f at the time, and her ass tried to be all friendly with me and shyt. She ended up getting my number from one of my boys and called me asking me to come over. I go over her house and the bytch is living in the pj's and has two kids. She was talking shyt about how I can do better with her instead of my wife and how everybody needs a girl on the side. Bust in her mouth and told her we would go out to dinner the next week before I went back to Carolina. Never talked to that bytch again, I hate that bytch.
What's funny is I NEVER got over that shyt. I loved that lil' bytch. Nice lil' Mexican broad with ass on her. After I quit school and joined the military I ended up seeing this bytch in the mall while I was home on leave. I was with my wife, she was just my g/f at the time, and her ass tried to be all friendly with me and shyt. She ended up getting my number from one of my boys and called me asking me to come over. I go over her house and the bytch is living in the pj's and has two kids. She was talking shyt about how I can do better with her instead of my wife and how everybody needs a girl on the side. Bust in her mouth and told her we would go out to dinner the next week before I went back to Carolina. Never talked to that bytch again, I hate that bytch.
you are a strong willed and composed dude. handled that very well. i hope you dumped her the next day with no explaination and blocked her number.
this was a story she told me 
so she comes outside and close the door like wassup? I said let me in, and she has this worried look on her face. I goes in and theres a nikka sitting on the couch eating barbq. This nikka is spooked. He started stuttering and shyt trynna explain himself. I told him to sit down and finish eating meal. "he said bruh u aint doing nothing wrong we just having dinner." then I walked in the kitchen, hit the fridge and drank some tea. Her face was white as can be. Silent & pale. I told her to finish enjoying her meal and to call me later. She didn't call me that night she called me the next day on some "do u wanna talk about what happened lastnite?" I said naw y'all was just having dinner like u said right? She said "yeah" I said I got no problem with that. She asked what I was doing later that day, so I said "I'm cooking spaghetti and chicken wings for this girl" (my chicks favorite dish of mine) can we say ETHER? i wasn't even mad cuz I was doing my thing on the side, she had her own crib so that's why I went with her. The relationship was almost over I needed a way out she wanted kids I didn't she got mad that I would never smash raw. I go to visit her 2 weeks after that incident and im about to smash and she is acting funny like "let's wait" am I'm like 
my mom was always cool with her and wanted the baby to be mine cuz she wanted to be a gmaw. After the baby was born moms was saying shyt like "don't be a deadbeat, u know the kid is urs." ppl were like "he's looks like you" I get served papers, I passed the DNA test I'm walking around like 
the bytch had the nerve to call me up 7 months after and is asking me to go on Maury because she read "that the chromosomes could be off " 
this was bout 7 years ago. I seen her in the store with her son 2 weeks ago, he's staring at me and he said "ain't u my daddy?" She was 
I was 
Smh. I dodged a bullet. I haven't hit her since but she still wants the dikk, but naw hoe, kick rocks. End of story
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No not with the krs-one face honey, let's try again 
ain't u my daddy "
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