Giovanni SouthSide
Master Don Juan
I just can’t trust her. My earned scars are turning this into bad faith.
She a good woman at heart. We got deep history from peak pandemic era 20-21. I recently reached out again after abandoning her and she was very receptive even after 2 years of no trace of me. She drove to my place and spent the weekend. it was euphoric. She naturally explores her femininity around me and it’s all sweetness and lights but my spidey sense says she a different creature when I disappear around the corner. Staking out for the highest bidder. Her excessive social media usage and constant profile picture swapping really splatters black paint on the canvas. Tainted goods. Orbiters are a given.
It’s wishful thinking to simmer down and LTR this chick just to hang the gloves for a while but her incongruencies and cracks in the mask don’t get past my gut. It’s intangible after she leaves.
I hope one day these trust issues inexplicably just abruptly end. l will just wake up one morning and it's gone. Its strange and I'll admit it ain’t the healthiest coping mechanism but knowing that helps me soldier through it.
She a good woman at heart. We got deep history from peak pandemic era 20-21. I recently reached out again after abandoning her and she was very receptive even after 2 years of no trace of me. She drove to my place and spent the weekend. it was euphoric. She naturally explores her femininity around me and it’s all sweetness and lights but my spidey sense says she a different creature when I disappear around the corner. Staking out for the highest bidder. Her excessive social media usage and constant profile picture swapping really splatters black paint on the canvas. Tainted goods. Orbiters are a given.
It’s wishful thinking to simmer down and LTR this chick just to hang the gloves for a while but her incongruencies and cracks in the mask don’t get past my gut. It’s intangible after she leaves.
I hope one day these trust issues inexplicably just abruptly end. l will just wake up one morning and it's gone. Its strange and I'll admit it ain’t the healthiest coping mechanism but knowing that helps me soldier through it.
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