Since then...

the timing of this is impeccable...

My last post was concerning the good morning text....

He doesn't exist anymore
I mean he is alive
But he needs not be a part of my world anymore
He is married
married
married.
He's sorry.
BUT he aint even sorry.
He's trifling,
and
the least bit remorseful about it.

I forget sometimes,
that I'm way to awesome for THEIR bullshit.

one thing I don’t need is any more apologies I got sorry greetin me at my front door you can keep yrs I don’t know what do wit em they don’t open doors or bring the sun back they don’t make me happy or get a morning paper didn’t nobody stop using my tears to wash cars cuz a sorry
Lady in Blue

He has contacted me twice.
No sir, we cannot be friends.
NAW NIGGA, GET THE HELL ON MAYNE.

the nerve. the absolute nerve.
the audacity of the 6ft 5in of bald headed man o sexiness
to think that i could ignore
the fact that
he's married.

this not is attached to a plant i've been watering since the day i met you you may water it
your damn self

friendship is awesome
when you deserve it
its rewarding
when you work hard it
but once you abuse it
or take it for granted
i'm completely over it

i am simply tired of collecting i didnt know i was so important to you i'm gonna haveta throw some away i cant get to the clothes in my close for alla the sorries i'm gonna tack a sign to my door leave a message by the phone if you called to say yr sorry call somebody else i dont use em anymore -Lady in Blue

with one final deep and complete eye roll...

door slam on alladat