How did y'all find out your boo cheated

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this shyt is kinda long so it might not get read but i wanna share :manny:

i guess i always knew my ex was a hoe.

at the time i was a swagless, overweight, broke 23 year old. never had a relationship that lasted longer than 6 months and never fell in love with any of them. i got a job as a bouncer at a pool hall in the bronx and started feeling this super cute chubby puerto rican waitress who just seemed very bubbly and friendly. we got cool and became friends on myspace and chit chatted for a while, even went on a date, but then we lost contact. i figured at the time (correctly) that she fixed shyt with baby daddy and got back with him.

flash forward 2 years later and she emails me out of nowhere asking if i remember her. we chatted a bit, went out on a date, and 3 weeks later we were in a relationship(december). everything was gravy til mother's day. this is where the fun started. she told me, nonchalantly, that her baby daddy wanted to take her out to dinner for mothers day and she accepted. i was pissed off and we fought about it for the majority of the day but i decided to try and be the bigger man and let it go. sunday comes, and she texts me saying she loves me, she is waiting for the table and that he is so annoying blah blah blah. then i dont hear from her all night :comeon:.

next day i get a breakup email saying she wants to give him another chance, he is in therapy, blah blah blah. i was pissed, even cried like a little bytch, and cursed her out and called her the ugliest names i could think of.

4 days later we got back together :snoop: stupid me.

after that, it was never the same and it was on again, off again until the following december, our 1st anniversary. she left her laptop in my crib and i decided to check her fb messages since she didnt log off.

1. message from her 40 something year old next door neighbor saying "hey u can come over at anytime u want"
2. message from some pretty nikka asking for her number and her giving it to him

i blew up, she denied denied denied, and i decided to forget about it :snoop: i know brehs, i know. there was no proof of actual sex, so i decided to leave it alone.

2 days later, her best friend's baby shower. diego sanchez was fighting bj penn that night and i was missing it to attend this baby shower. so i took her g1(mine was dead) to look at fight updates. decided to look at her text messages. saw messages from the night before with her baby daddy...

her: you got beer or liqs?
him: yea, bring cigarettes
her: ok
him: call me when you in front, the intercom is busted
her: ok

:to: destroyed me.

but guess what brehs, i kept fukking her and my feelings never died. i just didnt trust her. then in valentines day, she told me she didnt love me anymore. that hurt more than all the cheating. it broke my heart but i let her go (except when i took her out for her bday in march like a true simp). i changed my life around, started hitting the gym, lost 40 lbs in 4 months. even tho i couldnt forget about her, i started to move on and even fukked a new shorty. life wasnt quite good but getting better.

then in august, anderson silva was fighting chael sonnen for the first time. i watched the card and after, as i looked for parking, bytch texted me. she missed me, she wanted to see me, come pick her up. i did :snoop:. we fukked, and she convinced me to give it one last shot. i did :snoop: that lasted a week. she went 2 days without speaking to me and i was like :dwillhuh:.

then on a saturday night, her best friend calls me. she been sleeping with her best friends ex man. best friend even told me she been fukking a nikka she was in school with, her baby daddy, a nikka at work, AND dude in her building.

:blessed: i was finally free from her grip. no more sadness, just anger at myself for being so stupid. BEST thing that could have ever happened to me brehs.

i lost another 50 lbs, started taking MMA, fukked a couple more bytches, got a good job, found the woman of my dreams(virgin from a happy home, complete opposite to my ex) married her 2 weeks ago, found an even better job, lets just say life has gotten way better.

as for her :scusthov: we all know how women deteriorate after a while. she a cig smoking fat puerto rican like her mom so you already know

:wtf: breh have some dignity...

but on the low a few years back i let a girl do me dirty like that too. Summer 08 i met this chick we got along quiet well, even fukked a few times .. end of summer she had a trip to DR .. come back and acting all nonchanatly asked me to dinner. So we went. During dinner i noticed she had a ring. And i was like :wtf: .. she said she fell in love with the doorman at the hotel. I was like :wtf: .. this bytch played me all summer talking about she's not ready for relationship...then she goes and get engaged. I was like fine .. i told her i never wanna see her again, and cut off all contact.

A month later, she emails me saying she's sorry for how things happen. She misses me and wants to make it up to me by saying sorry. I was a young naive fool so i agreed to see her. We kicked it, she said she misses me so much. She's having second thoughts about the guy in the DR, saying he's using her and shyt. But she loves him, and she loves me too. I had no idea :wtf: to do .. That night i smashed. We kicked it a few other times. She would buy me gifts and shyt. I think i was the backup. At the same time she booked a ticket to the DR for february (this was december 08 at the time) .. I fukked her 5 more times .. and during new years during fukking and when she climaxed she dropped a bombshell. "I love you" .. i was like :wtf: :wtf: my emotions are going crazy. I quickly tell her nah that ain't love, that's lust you just love the way i'm fukking you. she's crying at this point. I drive her home. The next few weeks we don't talk. She finally tells me it's not gonna work out and she wants to see how things go in the DR.

This bytch still messages me when she's in the DR talking about how much she misses me and loves me. She comes back spring 09 and first thing she does is hit me up. Knowing me the simp i fell for it again and we went to a hotel and fukked all night long. At this time she said she rather be with me and the guy in the DR didn't work out. We were together all summer again. One night we had an argument, basically i had some friends come over while she was there. They were like oh whose that and i said oh just a friend. This pissed her off. She took everything off my place and left. Few weeks later my buddy tells me she's fukking some guy cause he saw them harsh making out. At this point i went completely NC. This bytch calls me out out of the blue few months later, wants to kick it. I know she's with a bf but i don't care and saw her. We just kicked it and smoked. She would hit me up from time to time. The last time was halloween 2011 i think wanting the dikk. I didn't respond and never heard from her since.

oh and @His_Excellence_Reincar this bytch came from a broken home.. had daddy issues...daddy had multple wifeys and i think at some point she might have been raped. Not sure.
 

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okay.

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I came home from work that night. Walked in and saw my girl laid out on the bed. Legs still open and shyt, room smelled like sex. p*ssy was still glistening. I figure, that's pretty normal. Girl was a freak. Prolly wearing out a dildo or something, as she was prone to doing.

That's when I noticed the 24oz budweiser can next to the bed. :leostare:

Walked in the bathroom, toilet seat was up. I thought to myself ":snoop: I don't believe this shyt. I'm too tired to deal right now. Take a shower, smoke this weed and deal with the shyt when I wake up."

Got ready to get cleaned up, realized dude had used my towels, My Soap, MY DEODORANT and MY TOOTHBRUSH.

I couldn't even.... :merchant:

I just turned back around, walked back to work (my car had been stolen like 2 months prior) and sat at the bar. Had to clear my head.

My boy was like "Why you back? whats wrong?"

Me: My girl just got through fukking some other nikka, nikka used all my personal hygiene shyt.

Him: :damn::damn::damn: :russ::laff::laff::gladbron::deadmanny::ooh::krs::banderas::umad::umad::umad:



So I walked back home.

She must've realized I had been there and gone, cause she was on her knees in the floor crying and shyt.

I ignored her. Laid on the couch. Stared at the ceiling all night. Smoked til my nose bled.

Talked about it the next day. I must've had murderous intent floating around or something, cause she gave me full disclosure.

Told me that the only reason she fukked that dude (whom she didn't know and had only met once) was that he was a male stripper with a tongue ring and she wanted to know what it felt like.

Told me that she had slept with some 14 guys since we had been together... and three chicks.

Two of those people were a married couple that we knew. She had fukked this dude.... then fukked his wife while I was sitting in the living room listening to music on my fukking headphones. Chick had showed up all distraught about some argument that her and her husband had... I left them alone cause I thought they were doing the girl talk thing, my girl fukked her in the bedroom with the door closed and I was right there in the next room oblivious to the whole thing.

I had been going in my girl raw every day, twice a day. How I got away clean is beyond me. Dodged a hell of a bullet.

After that, I pretty much blanked her presence from my plane of existence. We still lived together (she moved to new york a month or so later), but I totally ignored her. No talking, no looking at her, no nothing. The only time we got into it was when she started breaking plates, then threw a bottle of vodka I had. I threw her.

Funny thing is, I hooked up with this girl on the internet, my ex went fukking nuts. Went into what looked like hysteria. Depression. Suicide attempts. How could I?!?

The human psyche's rationale of right and wrong never ceases to amaze me.
wow just wow
 

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:wtf: breh have some dignity...

but on the low a few years back i let a girl do me dirty like that too. Summer 08 i met this chick we got along quiet well, even fukked a few times .. end of summer she had a trip to DR .. come back and acting all nonchanatly asked me to dinner. So we went. During dinner i noticed she had a ring. And i was like :wtf: .. she said she fell in love with the doorman at the hotel. I was like :wtf: .. this bytch played me all summer talking about she's not ready for relationship...then she goes and get engaged. I was like fine .. i told her i never wanna see her again, and cut off all contact.

A month later, she emails me saying she's sorry for how things happen. She misses me and wants to make it up to me by saying sorry. I was a young naive fool so i agreed to see her. We kicked it, she said she misses me so much. She's having second thoughts about the guy in the DR, saying he's using her and shyt. But she loves him, and she loves me too. I had no idea :wtf: to do .. That night i smashed. We kicked it a few other times. She would buy me gifts and shyt. I think i was the backup. At the same time she booked a ticket to the DR for february (this was december 08 at the time) .. I fukked her 5 more times .. and during new years during fukking and when she climaxed she dropped a bombshell. "I love you" .. i was like :wtf: :wtf: my emotions are going crazy. I quickly tell her nah that ain't love, that's lust you just love the way i'm fukking you. she's crying at this point. I drive her home. The next few weeks we don't talk. She finally tells me it's not gonna work out and she wants to see how things go in the DR.

This bytch still messages me when she's in the DR talking about how much she misses me and loves me. She comes back spring 09 and first thing she does is hit me up. Knowing me the simp i fell for it again and we went to a hotel and fukked all night long. At this time she said she rather be with me and the guy in the DR didn't work out. We were together all summer again. One night we had an argument, basically i had some friends come over while she was there. They were like oh whose that and i said oh just a friend. This pissed her off. She took everything off my place and left. Few weeks later my buddy tells me she's fukking some guy cause he saw them harsh making out. At this point i went completely NC. This bytch calls me out out of the blue few months later, wants to kick it. I know she's with a bf but i don't care and saw her. We just kicked it and smoked. She would hit me up from time to time. The last time was halloween 2011 i think wanting the dikk. I didn't respond and never heard from her since.

oh and @His_Excellence_Reincar this bytch came from a broken home.. had daddy issues...daddy had multple wifeys and i think at some point she might have been raped. Not sure.



same song and dance

these broken damaged chicks dont know what love is or a good man if it hits them in the face, they will be the same chicks on pof and match wondering where the "good men are" "sick of all the a$$holes " LhehL
 

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I got up one morning, and I was was having my coffee
my woman came in, and sat down by my side.
With tears in her eyes, she said "i've a confession to make"
I said "Woman, speak what's on your mind..."






SHE SAID "I'VE FOUND SOMEBODY NEWWWW, TO TAKE YOUR PLAAAACE"
I SAID "DON'T FEEL SO ALL ALOOOOONE - I've found someone of my own."











 

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I got up one morning, and I was was having my coffee
my woman came in, and sat down by my side.
With tears in her eyes, she said "i've a confession to make"
I said "Woman, speak what's on your mind..."






SHE SAID "I'VE FOUND SOMEBODY NEWWWW, TO TAKE YOUR PLAAAACE"
I SAID "DON'T FEEL SO ALL ALOOOOONE - I've found someone of my own."












Dude, you had that song set aside for years just for a thread like this
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:ahh: The sickle cell ex. So damn.... :takedat::takedat::takedat:

Seriously fukked my head up. Left me in what was pretty much a- This girl broke me mentally, brehs. Left me in a perpetual mix of :sadcam: and :birdman:


Here I was, had accepted her kid from 6 months and raised her as my own. Taken them both off the street when her mom kicked her out (there was some sex abuse shyt going on with her dad that her mom knew about, kicked her our when she tried fighting back... but that's another story that you prolly seen me tell before)

Been there when she was sick, which was almost all the time... took care of them both. We lost a kid together. Saw her literally die a few times. Helped her through her issues. Accepted a lot of shyt.

Hell, man. We walked a mile to a store once out of boredom, she went into a mild crisis in the store, I carried her on my back to the apartment cause she couldn't walk.

I did my best to help her get back on her feet. Stay on her feet.

When I fell on hard times, she was like :yeshrug:

I had to move 2 hours out.

One christmas, her family took her kid and went to Hawaii. Left her by herself. She was depressed as hell. And plus the weather was doing her in, sounded like.

So when she stopped answering her phone, I panicked. I thought she was dead on the floor. Had OD'ed. SOMETHING.

So I basically drop what Im doing at my job and race up there... calling every 10 minutes. When I saw her car still parked, I freaked right the fukk out.

Went in the apartment, it was empty.

But I saw all her video games had been gone through and some were missing.

Went in the bedroom, there was lingerie taken out the drawers and picked through, but not put up. Clothes laid out.....

I'm calling her cell number.

Finally get an answer, she sounds drugged up. Which was normal, really....

Me: :wtb: hey you okay? I been calling and shyt, you wasn't picking up... had me worried as hell. Are you in the hospital? Where are you?

Her: :duck:I'm okay. I'm in a lot of pain. Not feeling too hot. I'm here laying on the couch... I been here for a minute.


Me: *looks down at the couch*

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That Ether. That shyt That Make Your Soul Burn Slow.



I'm not gonna get into the fallout. But I'm not gonna lie like that shyt didn't kill me.
:ohhh:
 
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