This guy I was dating, when we started dating, it was trouble back to back. I was always catching him chatting with different girls, then he’d delete the chat. He was keeping streaks with different babes, and they used to send him half-naked pics. The f00l used to save them to his phone. If we fought today, tomorrow a babe would be in his house. He has over 300 contacts on his phone—98% girls of different tribes, anyone you can think of. I confronted him about it ’cause it was too embarrassing—not even as my boyfriend but as a human being.
What kind of life is that? Your whole life centered around women? He replied to me, “If we break up, where do you want me to start from?” I knew that one was a lost cause, so I decided to enjoy the moment. He satisfied me in bed, and that’s about all he does for me—no gifts, no money, nothing, not even on my birthdays! The problem now is he’s expecting me to do girlfriend stuff for him.
I used to cook and clean when I cared, but I stopped ’cause he doesn’t deserve shit—not even a bag of sand. He has a large friend group, and obviously, they’d talk. He’d come to tell me what his friend’s girlfriend got him, and I’d be happy for his friend ’cause I know he treats his girlfriend like an egg—unlike the bu||dog I was dating. Now I need to know where this boy is getting the audacity and boldness, with everything he does to me, to think I’d actually do shit for him.
His friends made one statement to him one time, like only he doesn’t have this thing. Honestly, the stuff was very cheap, but I would never. I’m sure they’d be looking at me like I’m stingy, but I’m also sure they know all the nonsense he does. If it were their sister in my shoes, they’d never let her carry her hard-earned money to do literally anything for someone like that.
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