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I like your style, OP
When facebook be reminding you about these women in the "People you may know" section... the sads
Any ex that I been with again, just ended up being a ex again and me being upset at myself that I have to get over the female again
Second time is easier to get over though
#wowzersText her a pic of some wheat timbs and tell her youve changed.
I was joking about that, shut up bros. But true story these Maurice's go extra hard in photos but was boo boo in person. If anyone wants a pair though, sz 13 VVNDS, worn once literally from 6:30 to 2am, might be cursed. Holla at me. Jawns curl up in the front like elf shoes
eww nazi boots b
Those boots might've been the reason
Word, da hommie Ralph totally failed me that day. That whole fit was stretch from the post office B, had on a the red based gingham too, would normally say it be killing but I got the 2xl B instead of the regular 2xl so it was long and wide like a Dashika top. Thought I was still bout to go cop some butt, end of the date when the club closed she was standing like 6ft away from me with some of her girls and was like, "alright Derrick, you got my number hit me up," and head nodded me talking bout "I'm bout to go back in and hang out with my friends for a minute." I know they was laughing at the boy Couldn't even give a ***** another side hug or something, we been together like half a day and been to every place in the city!
Walked to the car all slow, sad, and lonely, then it started raining, just stood in the rain at the car looking at the door to the club for like 30 minutes before I even got in, went straight to the hotel got there like 245am. Didn't sleep, just laid there til like 11 and drove home then went and called myself trying to hoop. Missed every shot.
I think Im'ma text her a link to Brian McKnight- Anytime though. I remember when it was all good and she told me she like that song anyways.
Yooooooooooooo
My guy tried to pick up a shorty with them Tomb Raider boots.
Where they do that at?
HOWLINGText her a pic of some wheat timbs and tell her youve changed.
Yall still cool though? I don't talk to anyone fro my past. Not that I make a point not to, just don't make a point to and they don't either. I actually wouldn't mind, or would in fact love to hear from some of them again even if we can't be more than friends now
Ok I won't. I am going to end up running into her in real life at some point, close to inevitable. Without saying too much, she's a mainstay at one of the coolest places in OKC for young blacks that isn't a club. I have been avoiding it on purpose. Might not recognize me, ahve dropped 40 lbs since then (maybe that was it lol)
I typically think NTs consensus on many things, especially everything involving women, is stupid so I'd normally do the opposite but I'll listen this time.
I think it was these punkass Ralph Lauren Polo Maurice Boots I had on, or D&G The One cologne I had on. I wasn't up on my Sperry game or Aventus yet. Plus I put my foot in my mouth a few times, I have an amazing memory particularly with seemingly insignificant details.
But preciate it. The fact I started this thread makes it seems like I'm more consumed by it than I am, dont think about it at all other than today saw her come across my FB people you may know feed.
Why im always lowkey hesitant when it comes to dealing with white women specifically.C'mon bro. I'm sure it's in a prior post in the thread. We met at Starbucks about 6:30, to decide if we were compatible enough to proceed and she/I wasn't crazy. Proceeded from there to see About Last Night at 7, then went to dinner at Jazmoz New Orleans Bourbon St Café or whatever the **** that place is called, had the alligator bites appetizer she had calamari I had lobster ravioli, then we went to this hiphop thing that was poetry, rapping, dancing, freestyle battling in this hole In the wall club. We really broke up at the club really and she'd just periodically come back and talk to me then get lost in the amiss of the club again and then it was over and the night ended like it ended. Do not pass go, do not get a kiss or touch the booty or Nathan.
The European chic just only like the thug, drug dealer/rapper/lot of kids and tats black dudes, not the kind of brother I am. Plus she came by the house and we didn't do nothing which may have been my demise according to NT, should have WIO. I thought she just wanted to talk about Germany and watch Martin sitting on the loveseat at 2am