this dumb ass...
aight let me see his private messages…
i gave him 3 benadryls so he gonna be sleep until tomorrow afternoon.
just as i thought!
i don’t want to be this person.
“hackin’ my wolf’s phone to find out if he is cheatin’ on me.”
that person makes me break out in hives.
i usually judge that person in my head.
“if they know their wolf isn’t faithful,
what more proof is needed?
sometimes you can have all the proof and still need the “gut punch”.
you need to read the messages.
see the sexting.
your nose needs to inhale the bullshit.
so there you are…
screenshotting and emailing evidence to yourself.
sending messages to the hoes with a promise of an ass whoopin’.
why is the aggression directed at his ass?
why not drop him and realize our worth?
at some point,
in the matters of love,
do we all become “that person”?
the one who has to stalk his social media accounts?
i had to wonder…
Can you see yourself hackin’ your man’s phone?
welp she did it again.
my home vixen.
she found out he was cheating yet again.
i don’t know how she does it,
but she found out his pass code and went to snoopin’.
he had od bitches on all social media apps.
he was sexting a few.
fucked a couple.
was trying to make one his side piece.
he has been a busy wolf out here.
well she texted me about it earlier.
she said her spirit told her he wasn’t being honest.
i swear your spirit is the perfect gps for “fuck shit happening’”.
“why don’t you leave this dude?” – i asked
“i love him jamari.
we have a kid together.
i’m trying to make this work.” – she responded.
they just celebrated their 3 year anniversary
on her instagram,
you would think they were a happy couple.
pictures of them at dinner.
them in bed together.
they look real “ryde or die”.
every caption is something to make us believe they happy.
you don’t even know she exist on his.
he don’t even claim her.
well the cub does.
like at when do you get to that point?
to be the “fool in love”?
i had to ask myself if i could really judge?
she obvious got caught up.
she said she doesn’t want to be single again.
single with a cub.
why deal with all the fuck shit?
why make up excuses?
“i really want to make this work.
he will change.”
hell the way i was/am with work wolf,
i had to be honest with myself today:
“i’m not ready because i will become that person”
when you choose to date good lookin’ (baller) wolves,
unless your self esteem is at a certain level,
you will always be ready to hack his phone.
hell even ugly wolves,
with exceptional game,
will have you going coo coo.
well that type of shit will make you go fuckin’ crazy,
but i couldn’t help but wonder even if we find out he is cheating…