My boyfriend, well, I don't know what he is. The guy I've been with for three years went MIA for three days and three nights. Today, I looked at his call logs and found a number. I called the number, yes, it was a girl. I called this bitch and exchanged some words with her, even threatened her. Later on this evening, I looked at his logs again, same bull shit number on the list there in front of me. Text messages from him and her going back and forth. So, I wanted to be part of what they where talking about. I sent a group message out and included both of their numbers. I told them that I would kill them. No response from either of them. Homeboy finally showed his face today, I picked him up from work. Called the hoe while we where driving home, left her a nasty voicemail. Next thing I know, I'm locked out of the house. I try to get in through the window but he smashed the arm. My arm is hurting, its black and blue. I finally got in the house, now, he has my phone. I'm talking to you all now.
Wow! Holly molly! That's quite the situation you got goin there. Get your phone get out and get far far away.