I’m going to keep this sh*t short and simple and to the f*ckin point... I just agreed to go steady and commited with a chick I’ve been dating for a couple of months. We have many mutual friends and had planned a group hangout sesh. I get there way before she does, however when she arrives, this b**** has the audacity to come in and acknowledge everyone (not individually but as a collective) but ME, her F*CKING BOYFRIEND, in the entire room.....and nothing else.... not even a quick shoulder rub, grab or the slightest touch....
We saw each other earlier that morning, but am I being a straight up c*nt a*s b*tch about this whole situation or is something the f*ck up and wrong and I reconsider what the f*cl is going on....
Don't ever be afraid to slap a b1tch. With my ex Cambodian hood rat, from west Philly, I was living in a sober house and she used to come see me a lot, bring me authentic Cambodian meals, and the first time I spent the night at her condo, when she went to work I got a four pack and drank. I hadn't drank alcohol in about 6 months. She comes back, realizes what I've been doing while she's at work. She got so fvcking mad. This b1tch went straight up hood on me, yelling all ghetto like. I've never EVER had a woman speak to me like that before. But what could I do? I let her just be loud and run her mouth for like 30 mins. I tactfully asked her just to drive me back to the house, coaxed her into the car, I'm a very white guy from rural Wisconsin so I'm not used to this type of behavior. We get in the car, this ho keeps going and going, and I'm certainly not going to lose my cool and yell back. I just tell myself I'll be away from her in about 45 mins. I let her go on and on and on, but the moment the word b!tch came out of her mouth, we were going 70mph on i95 north. I slapped her open handed one time hard. I was still a little tipsy, I very much surprised myself. What have I done I thought. She starts swerving, hits the breaks, gets out, starts scream crying. I sigh, roll my eyes, ignore her, and light up a ciggeratte and lean up against the car praying to the lord the police don't roll up. After like ten mins she's still irate. I ask a few times "please just take me home and I'll never bother you again." she kept on about 5 more mins. I coax her into the car. The rest is the way she cried a little but didn't say anything else. We pulled up, my buddy is sitting outside, I get out she rolls down the window and screams" TREZ HAS BEEN DRINKING!!!" my home boy just smirks. I tell him" I'll explain tomorrow " and I hit the rack.
The next day I text her, to appear to apologize, but because i felt bad, but because I just assumed that's the proper thing to say. She said" don't worry about it ". Even when I saw her next she had a slight black eye. I tried to say sorry again and she didn't want to address what happened. But she kept seeing me, we kept fvcking. I even eventually moved into her condo.
I've never hit a woman like that before. But now I understand why some of these hood b1tches get their a$$es beaten, and I'm probably a little racist, but you cant blame these guys from the hood who beat their women.
I'm telling you most of the guys locked up for domestic violence didn't do it. The guys who do it rarely catch charges for it because it's almost like the women wanted it.