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..:: I Should Have Know She Was A 2 Bit Sl*re ::..

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Written by Marvelous Mo for Blogxilla.com

F*ck forgiveness! That bish f*cked my MAN!

Whoa! That was an Angry Black Woman spazz out on my end, my bad! Every now and then, ya girl wakes up in a cold sweat holding an imaginary butcher knife with fresh blood on it thinking I killed the whore who screwed the love of my life (at that point of my life). I’ve since moved on emotionally from this guy and a few relationships later, I still have flash backs of the anger I felt when my closest friend from school did the ultimate taboo: f*cked my boyfriend.

You see, back when I was in school I had no clue what the hell I was getting into with certain things and certain people. The magnitude of a person’s words and actions weren’t apparent and obvious at the time and I sure as hell wasn’t smart enough to suspect anything. I took people for who they SAID they were, not by what they have proven themselves to be. So, my situation was with a friend who SAID she would never betray me and a boyfriend who SAID he never lie to me, and in most cases try to make me look like I was the idiot for noticing his bull shit. I was head over heels for this guy and was deeply in love with him. It was a major thing for me.

To make a long story shot, I had to snoop in peoples email addresses to figure out why my man and my best friend were acting so different around me, walking away when I entered a room, stopped looking me in my eye, and the whole bit. Point blank, it was my fault why these two people ended up fucking each other. Their sexcapade is the product of what happens when you’re 19-20 years old, naive and in a serious relationship with someone. I allowed them to get too close thinking that they both loved me enough to not even think about going there. And even though I exclude my family from my personal life, my own Mom picked up on that odd paring and warned me to keep my man and my friends separated. I rolled my eyes thinking she was being nosey, but damn it if mothers aren’t the smartest people you could ever know sometimes!

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In this situation I learned a valuable lesson: TRUST NOBODY. So simple and obvious until someone catches you slipping. It’s been about 4 years since this shit went down and I’m still angry about it. Not that I’m hanging on to the guy because he barely crosses my mind in that sense, but I’m upset at the feeling of anger and disappointment I felt when I found out. How do you forgive some shit like that? I can’t forgive that hoe! It’s so bad that every time I see her high school friend, who ironically enough described her as a whore bag whenever she mentioned her, I don’t even shake the chicks hand or acknowledge her as I would anybody who I’m being introduced to.

It’s a reason why whenever I’m dating someone or I am talking to someone I really like, I never bring him around my friends. I just don’t trust a chick. It could be looked at as insecurity, but I wouldn’t even trust a Nun after some shit like that. A hoe is a hoe. Real talk. I would love to throw my Ex-Boyfriend under the bus, but he’s just being a then 26 year old boy. Anything with a penis (both imaginary and natural) only have one thing on their minds… SEX. Don’t care about nobody else but themselves when they see something they like. It’s why Catholic priests are in so much trouble now. Horn dogs….

But how do you find forgiveness in some shit like that? It’s not like I’m mad at him for not choosing me or some shit like that. It’s more so the disrespect that I’m upset about. I’m heavy on that like 50 Cent is on loyalty. As bad as my memory is with everything else, I don’t forget a thing a person has done to me either, so that automatically means my Scorpian self is heavy with grudges until I find sweet revenge. So childish, but my feelings need justice. Don’t you feel that way about some messed up situations you’re involved in?

I have to tell you when I read those emails the first thing I did was run to her crib and ring the buzzer. I was trying to convince her to come down stairs so “we can talk” and promised her it wouldn’t take long, which was code word for BITCH COME DOWN STAIRS SO I CAN WHIP YOUR ASS! I think she knew it was coming, but didn’t know when.

Now, what would you do if you were heavily in love with someone and the closest person to you had a sexual relationship with them behind your back?

Ladies & gents, the floor is yours!

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