Hey,its only been 24 hours,so Im entitled to that. Havent really talked about it,dont want to start crying manically again. Writing is my therapy so I will be going extra hard til I get it all out.Wont be long,I'll give it a week ,tops. "Flow" did blow it ,but in true DiddyBop fashion I found a way to bring the focus back to me. He hurt me.The deathblow I felt at that very moment was something I hadnt felt in like 3 years.In that respect I do credit that dickhead with allowing me to discover that even I am not above having my heart sliced and diced Ginsu - style.Today was tough,my MAC concealer was working overtime and I did my best to conceal my puffy-cry eyes. I made it though.And it'll only get easier as each day passes. As Ive said time and time again,people dont respect the game.If youre asked in plain English,not Arabic or Chinese,what your intentions are and relationship status,dont lie.That sh*t will blow and burn like Richard Pryor and freebase.Not a good look.If he doesnt realize now,one day he will figure out what he lost. Honey is doing way too much,so Im going to step away and let him continue this disturbing way of life that he's grown used to. The Kid dont do all that,and Im the Queen of doing too much.Im letting the pain run its course.Is it all good?Hell naw! To paraphrase the song,I hope she cheats on him with a million dollar rapper.But I can say for certain he'll never forget me. By his own admission,Im habit forming. Oh well. C'est la vie,thats life,right?
Sorry Pooh. It'll get better and that jerk off will reap what he sews!
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