Yeah So....

Check this bullshit out. G is supposed to be flying here on Friday. Why are we not talking, and haven't really talked since Monday???? Just three words...WHAT-THE-FUCK????!!? Yeah we kinda got into it on Monday and then got off the phone...ain't been cool since. I'm like whatever, and you know what? Call me a hard-head but I REFUSE to call him. Nope, not going there buddy. You got me fucked up. He is the one trippin, not me and I'm not falling victim to the game by calling his ass. So then tonight, my girl D calls me. While we were in Phoenix she started talking to G's best friend J and they have totally hit of off. Matter of fact, J is coming here in November for D. Anyhow, so a lot of the information I get from D is via J. So D calls me tonight to tell me G hasn't called because he is sick and has the flu. Now I got four words...WHAT-THE-FUCK-EVER. She's trying to sweat me into calling him and you got me FUCKED THE HELL UP. So he's too sick to call me but not J. Yeah kiss my entire black ass on that one playa. So she proceeds to tell me I need to be the bigger person and just call and see how's he's doing. Yeah okay. Whatever nigga. Again ya got me bent.

Earlier tonight I was sitting here trying my hardest to keep from breaking down in tears over this situtation and why is it 48 hours before the man I have been in love with for YEARS is coming here and we aren't even talking? You wanna talk about fucked up!!!! I just have one question? Why do I love this man so much? I am sitting here right now, drunk as hell upset because we aren't talking. God love Vodka and Red Bull!!!