09/12/2026
Now excuse me while I go vomit at my clearly terrible judge of character ๐๐คฆ๐ปโโ๏ธ
FRIENDS OVER BITCH-ASS LYING DOGS. ๐๐ผ
Let me clear something up because Iโm not going to sit here and pretend this woman and I were besties the whole time.
I didnโt fu***ng like her either. ๐ I was hurt and pi**ed off because of an entirely different situation, and there was definitely tension between us.
But eventually I decided to do something grown: I reached out to her.
Not because I suddenly needed an ally. Not because I wanted drama. I reached out because regardless of how I felt about her at the time, she deserved the fu***ng truth.
And once we actually TALKED instead of forming opinions based on bu****it, everything started making sense.
Because while this man was chasing ME, a woman who never wanted him, he was telling me he was trying to โdestroyโ HER. Meanwhile, the messages she had told an entirely different story. He was telling her he wanted her time, her companionship, her conversation, her company, her interest, her body and wanted to see where things could go.
Meanwhile Iโm getting โWhy u not talking to meโฆโ and random โLove you ๐โ messages.
Boy, pick a fu***ng storyline. ๐
And yes, she and I had our own s**t. We talked about it. We owned it. We worked it the f**k out. Turns out two women having an actual conversation is pretty damn effective when somebody benefits from them never comparing notes.
I couldโve stayed mad at her. I couldโve kept what I knew to myself. But Iโm not going to watch another woman get played with information I know she deserves to have just because she and I had problems.
Woman to woman, she deserved the truth.
And THAT is the part I love most. What couldโve stayed ugly between two women turned into a conversation, understanding and receipts laid right the f**k on the table.
So no, she wasnโt always my friend.
But she sure as f**k wasnโt the real problem either.
We handled our s**t. Now handle yours. ๐๐ผ๐