i’m glad i deleted all i could from my last relationship. cus when i’m upset. sometimes i will go back so i can read the fights and feel angry again.
purpose: never let anyone take advantage of me again. i will serve you your walking papers too quick.
i’ve been pulled by my hair, called all types of names, made to feel like shit, a loser, nothing, no one would love me, unloved, abandoned, worthless.
you don’t talk to me like that. you can go somewhere else and to someone else with all that mess. i am no longer interested in finding someone to love me. why? because i love myself. i can b by myself. i got booty calls on stand by. my nights will b far from lonely. i got my friends to talk to. i got my family to make me laugh and give me purpose. i have myself to give me purpose.
your job is minimal at best.
and with this economy on a down swing… believe anyone can be replaced.