Ranter Of All Trades

Parked and ducked off away from the rest of the world like usual just smoking good, eating good, and admiring the mere greatness of each other’s presence. No wrong you could do in my eyes I mean everything perfect at all times. No distractions, just you and me... so I thought. And in the midst a possible baby but to the back burner we put that, a bridge we’d cross when we got to it, an elephant in the room we so blatantly ignored. Now, how is it you came into my life so smoothly and genuinely I mean like melted butter on my toast my nigga you melted right into the depths of my heart. How is it that I never saw the dog in you. I THOUGHT I covered my bases I THOUGHT I looked for red flags but couldn’t find any 🤷🏽‍♀️. Maybe I was so in love with the pure beauty of just who you were and who you were trying to become and where you came from that none of it mattered to me. I thought u was showing me first hand how a real man was supposed to be. I mean my loyalty to you became so strong you have me convinced we could conquer the world together and in your words “like like London and Nip” however I couldn’t foresee that your only plan was to dip. Only thing you had me conquer was heartache and this pregnancy..... alone. You told me “No secrets baby”, “You ain’t gotta share” but whole time you was 45 minutes away stroking yo fingers through another bitch hair. Telling her the same shit u was telling me, showing her how much you care. Why you just ain’t tell me? I should’ve known yo ass was too perfect. But I chose to let you in. Infact you made me get so secure and so comfortable I began to spill my heart out to you. From my past to my present there wasn’t shit I withheld. Never expecting you to clean up my mess just to listen while I made room in my heart for you to dwell. You made me feel like..... what we had was untouchable. But whole time you had a bitch somewhere else feeling just as special. “It’s you and me til the world blow baby” remember that? Your words not mine. July 24th music to my ears. 3 1/2 years of being single 3 1/2 years of making sure I got it right the next go round 3 1/2 years of getting back right mentally, physically, and emotionally and you’re who I get to be with? Damn I must be lucky asf. The way you filled my every need without complaint loving me with a smile and overlooking my flaws and still choosing to love me through it all...... I just don’t get it. Why you do this shit knowing you wasn’t wit it? Why you give me the satisfaction of loving you with every fiber of my being while you was slowly but surely giving another bitch my spot. Like damn..... did i even have it fr? Like my nigga? Was any of this shit real? Was I just a body to pass the time til you got yo real meal? I mean fr muthafucka what’s the deal? While my love continued to flourish you continued to play along. From the visits, to the lies, to the making of what I misconstrued to be love..... my bad bro. You was really living a double life and was doing such a damn good job. But by this time I was 8 weeks still oblivious to you being a slob. I knew something was off tho, just couldn’t put my finger on it. Never wanting to believe that you were capable of doing me so bold so i quickly dismissed my suspicions and put my woman’s intuition on hold. It’s like... you took me out of my comfort zone just to damage me ya know, weak nigga shit. After I pulled you into my world and u brung me into yours..... sometimes I literally have no words I don’t want to think it was you... anybody but you. Man I so desperately wish you was the man you pretended to be....... TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!

I literally feel likethis 😩 today started off great but ended up verrrrrrry frustrating

Moral of the story family is annoying asf and you gotta take a break from them leaching mfs

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