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@pettyslanderman
doomsday519 replied to your post “Your constant deification of Bernie, demonization of Hillary, and...”
Hillary is terrible tho....
Cool? Not really the point of my post but okay.
I don’t care about how terrible she is. Don’t care about how close to God Bernie is. Don’t care about how Trump is the Devil incarnate.
Don’t care to hear about any of the political discourse anymore because it’s the same shit being told over and over again. Just get me to November.
Your constant deification of Bernie, demonization of Hillary, and complaining about anything re: Trump makes me want to fast forward to November so we can get this shit over with.
Revolving door of bullshit on all parts.
When there's a wing place within walking distance....😏🙌🙏
it’s a nigga at your girl job laughing at all her jokes you said was corny.
ya girl like him..she think he would make a good friend..they exchange numbers you just clueless.
he don’t like the same people she don’t like at work.. he texting her gifs and jordan crying memes..she love texting him he text back so fast unlike you.
she go out with her coworkers after work to get a drink like always.. but this time she invite him.. he just so funny.. everybody like him you at home losing in 2k.
you text her “wya it’s getting late”.. she look at your text like 🙄 because she don’t want the fun to stop…she think nobody see her..HE see’s her tho..he always see’s her.
she get home and y'all get into a big argument.. she go to work the next day still upset..he notices and asks her what’s wrong..she say nothing she tryna walk away… he grabs her hand and looks her in the eyes…“what’s wrong?” ya girl just break down in his arms and crying all in the break room.
a week go by yall still being distant..yall watching daredevil..well she not paying attention she on Instagram..he text her “you watching Love & Hip Hop? lol”.. he seem so perfect.
she keep smiling in her phone..you ask her whats so funny? you snatch her phone and see his name.. she got him saved as “Rick 😂🙃💼” your stomach just start hurting.
she tell you he’s just a friend from work..she putting it all on you saying you been real insecure lately.. you yelling and holding back tears..ya nose start running..Rick just texted her a link to the new Beyonce song.
you text the group chat..“we need to get up this weekend..#savagelife” whole week yall not talking..you go out that friday night and don’t tell her.. you waiting for her to blow up your phone just so you can ignore her call..but she don’t call.. you start drinking everything.
ya homies all hype and having a good time dancing n shit.. you sitting down tho by the window looking at the stars..all you can think about is Rick 😂🙃💼 blowing your queen back out.. you start thinking you overreacted..she wouldn’t do that..ya phone vibrate..“i dont think this is working out..”
you call her and she not answering.. she drunk text back “im at Dave & Busters wth my co-wokrrs yhd”…. she been asking for y'all to go to Dave & Busters for a minute now.. you think it was her idea..but nah…it was Ricks.. ya limbs just collapse…meanwhile Rick just got ya queen a big polar bear with all the tickets he won.
you gotta find out who Rick is.. you looking at ya girl likes on instagram..searching for rick..you lookin..lookin…you find him finally..click on his profile and see this bullshit
you just start throwin up everwhere.
she come home tipsy..you ask her why she tryna throw everything away for this nigga.. she sighs.. then responds..“i just haven’t been happy..and this has nothing to do with Ricky he’s just my friend from work” ……Ricky? ..you throw up again.
you tell her this is all stupid.. ask her if things can just go back to how they were.. you making promises to get yall back to how it was that first summer..she start crying you start crying..yall start kissing and touching.. you put ya hand up her skirt to take her panties off but they not there..ya stomach start milly rocking.
you mad now..Rick fucking ya life up..she tell you she never where panties with this skirt but you ain’t tryna hear that shit.. you ask “where Ricky live” ya voice breaking cuz you hurt..she say “im not gonna tell you, you need to calm down” but…how she know where he live? a tear start falling but you catch it.
you real mad now.. she tell you she only know because he couldn’t drive home and her friend dropped him off.. you ask her where he live again.. she ask you “why..what you gonna do?” you start putting ya du-rag on and picking up ya keys off the dresser.. she say “baby Rick is 6'5” you start taking ya du-rag off and you place ya keys back on the dresser how they was.
Stu, let me ask you a question: how did you not realize until then that you had too many eggs? Nobody sells eggs in a big cloth-covered basket, so you must have done that yourself. That means you spent god-knows-how-long opening up twelve whole cartons of eggs, carefully placing each egg one-by-one inside a big basket, and then covering it with a big picnic cloth… and at no point- at no point- did you ever stop and think “gee, there might be TOO MANY FUCKING EGGS HERE”
You really have lost control of your life.
bobby flay is short for robert flavor
Michael Bennett’s shitty little ponytail annoys me far more than I wanna admit.
No, I didn’t forget to log on here or abandon things.
Just saved all my hot takes for Twitter.
tfw you get that “Congrats, you’ve made five posts on your blog” email
I’m gonna fight Karp if he keeps sending me these shits, boy.
No, I didn’t forget to log on here or abandon things.
Just saved all my hot takes for Twitter.
I said this on Twitter but it bears repeating: If Tupac was still alive, he’d be slapping up Paula Patton in a Tyler Perry movie as the bad dark skinned boyfriend.
It’s not a take when “Facts” is the worst song on TLOP.
My best friend since high school ended up having to make a gofund in order to get some help. She’s currently couch surfing, on probation and possibly facing going back to jail even though she’s working two jobs plus a few other details on the donate page. Every donation helps. Every share helps. I hate seeing her struggle like this knowing I’m broke myself and can’t do anything to help.
