Poetical Poltergeist
Precise and cold hearted
My homie had a funny story. Well funny to everyone but him. We went to a bar and he met a cute ass shorty. She approached him and asked him to dance. He ended up chilling with her all night, dude was all excited cuz she was cute af, I was even a little jealous like yo, she fine. He secures a date few nights later. He told me they went to eat, all was good and then she wanted him to go back to her apartment. He goes and when she opens the door there are 6 motherfukkin kids up in there. All hers. From like 2 years old to 13. He was blinded by her looks and hung out, said the little ones were crawling all over him calling him "new daddy"
. And he hated kids. Always complained about them.
I almost died laughing cuz he was sad af thinking he met the one. I told him you never meeting the one at a bar homie.
. And he hated kids. Always complained about them.I almost died laughing cuz he was sad af thinking he met the one. I told him you never meeting the one at a bar homie.


I'm pissed! (I have been in multiple situations where chicks have invited their bfs or f*ck buddies around me after I smashed)
as I left with this broad. I'm still hot so I'm walking through the casino area of MGM with her walking behind me and trying to calm me down. Then I'm like "F*** this, I'm going home". So I tell her I'm headed to my car to go home and she asks me to drop her off at her place. I drop her off and never saw her again.


and keep on moving

Her place was actually dirty, with clothes everywhere, dishes in the sink. I declined and said next time.
and was like I’ll be back