ThrobbingHood
Breh&Breh Associates™
I’ve got time today. No duck tales please.
There were two occasions, once for my co-worker and another for my cousin’s jump off.
We’ll start with my situation first.
My co-worker works for the same company as me but not in the same department. We met a few times during corporate events. At the time I was in a relationship and she was engaged, so nothing went past being cordial with each other.
Once I broke up, I hit her up and we started hanging out. At the time she was still engaged but claimed it was “complicated”... not that it was really my concern. She claimed they hadn’t had sex in a while so she was thirsty for some dikk.
After hooking up a few times, she was becoming too clingy and I soon discovered how crazy she was (which I’ll explain later on) and I had to cut her off.
Weeks later, she’s telling me she’s pregnant. I’m thinking it’s bullshyt just to get me to see her. She had aspects of her character that made me believe she was telling duck tales.
At this point in my life, I’m not trying to risk having a child out of wedlock. I wanted to see a pregnancy test but then she began bullshytting about me not trusting her... the woman who was cheating on her fiancée... how irrational of me.
I told her straight up that I’d pay for an abortion. She starts talking about how it’s against her religion, I’m like “bytch, I’m sure adultery and fornication is too.” I told her straight that if you have this child, you’re bringing it into dysfunction... plus her fiancée wasn’t black... so I wasn’t sure what she was thinking. I told her I didn’t want to be with her.
After weeks of what seemed like my life was falling apart (yes I’m selfish), she finally saw sense and decided to get an abortion. I accompanied her to the clinic a few times. That place looked like every guy there with their woman was awaiting sentencing.
Once it was all over, it felt like a huge burden off my shoulders. I tried not to be an a$$hole and spoke to her a few weeks afterwards but man I dodged a bullet. I was going to be tethered to this crazy bytch for life. I’m not absolving myself from any blame, I’ve learned my lesson. Could I have handled the situation more delicately? Of course but man... don’t shyt where you eat. I was depressed during that period.
There were two occasions, once for my co-worker and another for my cousin’s jump off.
We’ll start with my situation first.
My co-worker works for the same company as me but not in the same department. We met a few times during corporate events. At the time I was in a relationship and she was engaged, so nothing went past being cordial with each other.
Once I broke up, I hit her up and we started hanging out. At the time she was still engaged but claimed it was “complicated”... not that it was really my concern. She claimed they hadn’t had sex in a while so she was thirsty for some dikk.
After hooking up a few times, she was becoming too clingy and I soon discovered how crazy she was (which I’ll explain later on) and I had to cut her off.
Weeks later, she’s telling me she’s pregnant. I’m thinking it’s bullshyt just to get me to see her. She had aspects of her character that made me believe she was telling duck tales.
At this point in my life, I’m not trying to risk having a child out of wedlock. I wanted to see a pregnancy test but then she began bullshytting about me not trusting her... the woman who was cheating on her fiancée... how irrational of me.
I told her straight up that I’d pay for an abortion. She starts talking about how it’s against her religion, I’m like “bytch, I’m sure adultery and fornication is too.” I told her straight that if you have this child, you’re bringing it into dysfunction... plus her fiancée wasn’t black... so I wasn’t sure what she was thinking. I told her I didn’t want to be with her.
After weeks of what seemed like my life was falling apart (yes I’m selfish), she finally saw sense and decided to get an abortion. I accompanied her to the clinic a few times. That place looked like every guy there with their woman was awaiting sentencing.
Once it was all over, it felt like a huge burden off my shoulders. I tried not to be an a$$hole and spoke to her a few weeks afterwards but man I dodged a bullet. I was going to be tethered to this crazy bytch for life. I’m not absolving myself from any blame, I’ve learned my lesson. Could I have handled the situation more delicately? Of course but man... don’t shyt where you eat. I was depressed during that period.
can't imagine myself in that situation breh. I really don't know what I'll do. I've had pregnancy scares that had me losing appetite and shyt 
But... you said you loved me? What about my ring?
I took that thing back yesterday.
Yo I gotta go, DBZ is about to come on. Seriously don't call me again, tho. Stay up.
