So I met this guy (Thug-a-boo)….at a bar…
And I know what you’re thinking, “This story has nowhere to go but down!”
Weeeeell, you’re correct!
I met him at a bar
and from that day to now, I haven’t been very impressed by him.
Here are a few reasons why :
1. He has tats ALL over the place (which usually isn’t a problem), but there’s a giant one across the entirety of his chest. Thus, his nickname.
2. He has a two year old daughter. One word…SPOILED.
3. He did not finish college (Meh…school isn’t for everyone).
4. His friends are hoodlums.
5. His moral compass is a bit skewed.
6. Everyone in his family is either divorced or unmarried with kids.
7. He makes grammatical errors when he texts.
8. He’s HORRIBLE when it comes to being on time.
9. He does not have a car.
10. Nor money
Now, what do I like about him?
1. he’s nice and cute
. . .
Lol. I REALLY should have ended this from the beginning.
But pickings are SO slim out in these streets so I figured I’d have some fun and see where it led.
Biggest mistake ever! Why?
1. He told me he loved me within 3 weeks!
2. He wanted me to move in.
3. He let me meet his daughter with a few weeks.
4. He said I’m ‘the one’.
5. He started talking marriage.
*smacks forehead*
And I swear I ended things with him a few weeks ago…but somehow…someway…
he’s back in the picture. And he won’t exit stage left! And I don’t want you guys to think that I’m being a b*tch to the “good guy with a kid and a rough background”. Nope, he’s shown his rear end quite a few times. For example :
He came over to my house one day and knocked on my door.
I opened it and asked : “How did you get in?”
Thug-a-boo : “The gate was open.”
Me : “No it was not! Did you hop the gate?”
Thug-a-boo : “Yes. Yes I did.”
Now, I live in a standalone studio in the back of someone’s home!
Not a multi-unit apartment, where no one will notice the tatted young man (people have preconceived notions about young men with tats) hopping the gate,
but someone’s HOUSE.
Aaaaaaand it was 12 midnight!!
This act was the cherry on top of the cake for me. He could have easily been mistaken for an intruder and shot down! And the worst part about it was that he didn’t see anything wrong with it. At all!
I was so done with him after this (plus I’d gotten FOUR tickets within a month with him in my car. I took them as signs!).
I just don’t feel about him, what I should feel at this stage.
But sometimes, it’s just really hard letting go……even when your lover hops the gate.
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