True Life

The Dirty South

Who's next. J came into my life rather randomly. I was food shopping in Walmart and he was food shopping as well. The man was so sexy I didn't know what to do with my self, 6'7", green eyes, perfect body. Just thinking about him makes me wanna, hmmm. J was sexy and always said all the right things to make me smile; a southern boy with a southern accent. When he was around I didn't have to pay for anything and I never wanted for anything. We went on a few dates and even partied together. He could dress and dance his butt off. But my overly cautious butt didn't think anything he said out his mouth was the truth. And it probably wasn't! How could a man this fine be single. He was 27 with two children, I just can't seem to get away from the men with children, a nine year old daughter and a 4 year old son. But we know I don't learn my lesson and that didn't seem like a red flag for me, I kept pursuing him.
Well two months into dealing with him he went back to the South. We kept in contact, telephone calls daily at first and even an occasional email. That changed real fast and so did his great attitude, I guess going back home does that. He claimed it was just because he was busy trying to get some businesses off the ground. But you know I didn't believe that and I figured he was too occupied with his women down there, I was probably right; who knows.
So he begged me to come visit, I bought a ticket and he offered to pay for my best friends ticket so she could come with me. But the week we were due to come he started acting funny. Red flag number 2, but I still was going to get on the plane. Then he started answering his phone like "I'm busy baby let me hit you back" and wouldn't. Needless to say I didn't go and he gave me some lame ass excuse that his daughter was sick and in the hospital, but his ass was in Atlanta. I'm like wait aren't you and your children from a different state? I Didn't believe that shit. But I kept talking to his ass. With frequent trips to Atlanta and out of state but not to see my ass I was finally feed-up. I don't need to chase after any man, so I cut his ass off. I was not getting enough of his attention. He still calls and I still answer his calls; shit the brother is still fine and you never know when I might be in the South. LMAO

posted by no_more_drama @ 6:53 PM