BigE214
Future GOAT
Remembers being king of "Instances your swag let you down thread" on SOHH
too many
Anyways after school I was always at her house grubbin out, bullshytin just on some friend shyt. She had been dating dude for 2 years now. He used to always cheat but I never snitched on dude. Well they broke up for a bit. I made my move! We went out to a party together. Everyone was :ohh: when we walked in.
..Had a couple of drinks, danced, when I was taking her home I saw she got a couple of texts.
It was her ex..I dropped her off and saw her get in her car. She was going to see him. They were back together the next day 
Was at a movie with her, she dipped to the bathroom right quick, but was gone the rest of the movie.
Saw her outside on the payphone with another nikka![]()
thats foulI'll never forget this...cuz it kinda molded me into the nikka I am today.
The year was 2004...I was about 15. I had just gotten a cell phone. It was a little T-Mobile prepaid flip joint. I got this girl's number, and I'm texting her and what not, she lol'ing and shyt like everything good. Then one day I texted her, and she just flipped the fukk out on me son. She hit me with some shyt like "YOU DOING TOO MUCH, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE" and I'm just sitting there like. Keep in mind, I was a fragile 15 year old at the time, and didn't really understand the game. So, I'm texting her like "Did I do something?", "What's wrong?" "Please talk to me
" then finally I just never texted her again. It had me in the fukk bytches mindset for madd long, actually until about 2010-2011.
Fast forward several years to I think 2009, I was a freshman in college, I see her she's working in a department store. We exchange numbers, and she hits me up and we talk for a little bit. And this bytch had the audacity to say "Why we stop talking back then"So I tell her the whole story and she on some "Awww I don't remember that "
but I keep it cool, cause in my mind I was already planning out how I could dog her out as bad as I could. Long story short, we actually dated for awhile, then it ended.
Moral of the story: You always gotta fukk the bytches that turned you down when y'all were younger.







IT WAS BAD ENOUGH SHE LEFT ME TO SUFFER THE 3RD ACT OF THE NUTTY PROFESSOR ON MY OWNthats foul

...We ended up on the back porch of a house that was for sale. She reached her hands down my pants and jerked me off. I had no idea what happened but it felt so good.
..She knew I came and asked if I had a condom
..I didn't...We walked back to the party. All my potnas was looking at me with the
cause I was extra relaxed.
..I followed. We ended up in a bedroom making out and I thought she was gonna just let me smash raw. About ten minutes in I hear my name downstairs. It was a chick I was semi-talking to
I also didn't want my face out there with a known skank. Looking back none of that shyt matters.
bad...I got her number and went downstairs to join the rest of the party..Anyways after that I kind of told my potnas I hit..
Word got back to chick and she wanted nothing to do with me. 


Moral of the story: You always gotta fukk the bytches that turned you down when y'all were younger.

Did you call her your cinnamon apple?When i was in high school this girl recorded me spilling my heart out to her and simpn on the phone . . . . .and then she played it for all her homegirls and nggas who she was actually fckn . . . . . .
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showed up to school the next day with everybody lookn at me like. . . . . . . .
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decent face, super fatty, tight p*ssy..We end up at the sistas crib at like 2 in the morning. Her parents are up
..I was shook out of my mind. It's like 2:30 in the morning and me and my boy are in this chick's house meeting her parents.
I thought we were about to get shot.
....I took off her bathing suit bottoms and slid that jawn in raw
but I couldn't get a good feel because of the warm water and bubbles. I said let's go to her room. We went to her room and I couldn't get it up
...Between the alcohol, fear of her dad killin me and the overall excitement and shock my lil man wasn't cooperating. She said it wasn't a big deal and we went back outside to smoke hookah and have a glass. My boy smashed in the pool and was cheesing. We exchanged numbers..I hit her up a couple of times but she played ya boy.
I would've wifed too.I think I have told this story, but as a youngsta, I was sharing that girl
I mean, I found out cuz I came over her crib and found used condom wrappers behind the trash in the bathroom![]()

Could've been somebody else's in the house tho![]()





