So we are back from MIA...all tanned and beautiful. Trust, we didn't want to leave and face reality. But before we begin talkin about our trip, let me tell you of a situation that has already occurred. So my boo thing hits me up yesterday. Here is the convo as follows:
Him: Yo wass good with all these n*ggas pic
Me: What are you talkin about? lol
Him: I am not laughin, wtf.
Me: Lol we were being stupid
Him: Ok, I don't wanna hear that sh*t
Me: Aww baby, u know I missed you.
Him: Whatever. Looks like u had a lil too much fun...
[Two hours later]
Me: What are you doing up?
Him: Finding chicks in MIA
Me: Stupid. You busy? Can I call you?
Him: Call one of your Miami boos......Wit Some Ni**a in the club with his shirt up.
Me: But, I missed you baby.
Him: Good night
hahahhaahha...He is salty.... I like when they get jealous.
Thats what she said.