Broke up with my boyfriend today. I have known this guy for 7 months now, and for the past 7 months, I have never opened my mouth to ask this guy for money because I don’t even know how to ask men for money – maybe because I hustle well and I make my own money. Since we started dating, this guy has only given me money twice. The first time was N5k, the second was N3k, and I didn’t even ask for it. That was like 2 weeks into the relationship. Even though that money was a chicken change, I still accepted and appreciated the little he gave me. Na so I go tell am thank you till I reach house. Fast forward to when this guy found out that I have money too, I spend money on my family. Since then, this guy has been billing me. He will ask me for money, I will give him. He will tell me he’s hungry and broke, I will send him money to eat. Whenever I travel to Lagos, I buy him gifts like shoes with my own hard-earned money. Buying things for a man that has never done anything for me.
This guy expects me to buy him food and buy for his friend too! One day, he asked me to recharge his Sporty Bet account, I said no. He got angry and said he had recharged the account since. I said I wouldn’t help him do that, and he said I was capping rubb•sh. My head spark eh! Me and my money o! Whenever he sees my account balance, baba go wan dey demand. I swear the only thing this guy knows how to do is sex (baba can only f0rn!cate very well). He’s perfect in that knacking thing. Even when we’re talking, it’s always sex and how wet my pussy is. No intelligent conversation from this guy’s mouth. Na me dey always bring reasonable talk because I know what I want. Omo, my fellow ladies, before you date any man, please ask the guy what he brings to the table too! Because this “What do you bring to the table?” no be question for only women o! Even when I told this guy I was broke, he would forget himself and ask me for money the next day. I believe the guy is just with me because of my little change, nothing more.
Once I broke, the werey go leave me. I forgot to add that the guy is a ch€at. I was giving him money, love, good s£x, advice, and ideas on how to fix his life and get a business, which I don’t mind supporting him. I’m just 24 years old, and I’m not ugly o! I’m good looking but I no tall Sha, I’m 5’4, maybe na why. Be like em no like average height, but I no short. This guy didn’t ask me how I wanted to celebrate my birthday. He doesn’t care to ask about the photo shoot I told him about. Even when I didn’t ask him to give me any money, werey sprayed me N10k and later collected N1k inside and still ate pepper soup. I suffered for that guy’s hand, I swear. Yesterday I went to his house, we had very good s€x, yesterday’s own sweet pass ehhn!? We cuddled very well, so today I made rice and stew for him. Na so I serve am breakfast after eating the rice and stew I made for him and his friend. I blocked him right in his eyes, deleted his number, dressed up, carried my bag. Told am say me I no wan love again.
Never in my life them go use my head again. I need to rest from relationship before them kee me for my parents. We wey no get guardians dey suffer for everything Sha. I no fit love again for now; I use my eyes see my head for that guy hand. Chai, I me$$ed up o! F€ar Imo boys, them no be g••d people. I’m sure this guy has money, maybe he has girls he gives money to. I asked him to give me transport because that was the first time me asking him for transport. Baba open mouth tell me say me I done pass transport, transport wey you no dey give me. I done suffer sha, make una no worry.
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