The moment I forgot my phone at her house, I didn't put a password on it because I lived by myself. I got all the way and realize I forgot it. I had a little bit of hope like maybe she didn't find it yet. I raced over there doing 20 over the speed limit the whole time like I was late for work or something

I get there I see my phone on the counter in the dining room/kitchen thing that apartments have.
She in her bed crying her eyes out
I say what's wrong?
She said you texting all these bytches the same thing you text me, saying you love these hoes.(pre-#HOH days back when I was young and selling dreams.)
The only thing the yung Me could think of is " I didn't mean it like that, I just be lying to these hoes but you the one I want."
Safe to say that ended the relationship and to make it awkward we worked together that's where I learned never to shyt to where you eat. Oh brehs when I tell you this bytch would show her ass at I couldn't say nothing because they might fire a nikka.