Alright, so I go out tonight with a friend, my uncle, my brother, and the guy I've been dating for a month or so. This guy, by the way, has been asking to be a part of my business/work for some time now. The idea just didn't sit right with me. Tonight I know why. We get home and he's being an ass. Kind of like he's been all night. Find out he has told my girlfriend how gorgeous she is,among other things. Then, when I was outside smoking a cigarette he puts a bump of cocaine up to her nose and tells her to take it. She does in a drunken stupor. He tells her not to tell me because he doesn't think I would like it.
He's gone now. Gone for good. F***er I don't care how drunk you are....You can summon the will to drive home. There will never be room for you in my bed again.
Time to walk. Time for a time out. I'm so f***ing over somehow bringing these assholes home with me. I'm not dating again until I finish grad school. I'm taking a break. In school they tell us constantly to take self-care time for ourselves. It's time. Time out.
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