so time goes on, we get back together, we break up, we get back together, break up, the cycle repeats itself.
and one time, i cant remebmer the exact convo but she questions my performance in the sack... and i replied (i dont know why), something along the lines of "cus your pussy feel different everytime we fuck, its confusing me, cus sometimes you real tight and sometimes you like loose, not real loose but loose"...now remember at this time she the only bitch i fucked..... so i was genuinely confused, like how is it so. and she looks me dead in the eye and ses "probably cus sometimes i fucked (insert her original ex from my first posts name here)". so yeh apparantly everytime we broke up she was fucking her ex. bear in mind when we broke up it was her choice, and we always broke up when he got back into the country...so yeh do the math
L6, L7...you know what i aint counting the Ls no more
im not even gonna go into the rest of the story cus its too long but the ultimate L was so toward the end of our 3 year r/ship, we were talking about marriage and shit, butch got me looking at places for us to get married and blah blah blah... i find somwhere (yup sucka shit) and she like nah i want this one (way more expensive), im like cool let me check it out, come back like "yeh thats cool", she like nah actually i want this one (even more expensive)... im like ok but this is the one.....then she turn around and say "BDBDBD this aint gonna happen"..... "the fuck you mean this aint gonna happen?"
long story short, she turn around and tell me... "im getting married"...im like "yeh i know im looking at all these stupid fucking buildings i cant afford of course we getting married" and she says "nah im not getting married to you im getting married to my ex" (not verbatim)
lord of lords... my heart. MY LORD, the way my heart sunk to the soles of my feet.