PrissiSippi
Simply Komplex
I just feel like writing...the blog isn't working lol.
“I don’t understand. I do so much for him. Why doesn’t he appreciate it?” I was stuck listening to a student’s problems. She had lent her car to her boyfriend to make sure he had a ride to school everyday. They had a newborn baby so she couldn’t drive anyway. She rationalized it this way. But the guy rarely came back to her on time and wasn’t stepping up with the baby like she needed.
Nevertheless, Her words hit me like a sack of bricks. And it hurt even harder. Like a lump in my chest that won’t ever go away I was taken back to years ago. Almost ten years ago now. I closed my eyes and was taken to an angry place. Now this student....I was her. That same girl in college. I was the perfect All-American girlfriend. I was down for the cause; I guess a Ride or Die to say the least. My boyfriend had ran out of money to pay his phone bill. I say boyfriend loosely because he claimed he "wasn't ready for a relationship." But I was willing. Willing to wait. Willing to be patient. Hey they say great things come to those that wait right?Using the last $100 I had in my already tight college budget…I handed the money over to him for him to promise me that he would pay me back ASAP.
A week turned into two. I still smiled. Two weeks turned into two months. Still a slight grin. But always a wonderment in the back of my mind. No explanation. No qualms. Just a new TV that was just bought at Walmart WITHOUT paying me back my money.
Rhianna said it best...better have my MONEY! Where was my award? Where was my respect? Look at me! I’m captain save a heaux. See the S on my chest? Where is my street cred?
I mean I did everything you wanted right? I was there for you. I made sure you were straight. Doing your homework, making sure you looked neat for interviews, helped to work on your credit, lent you money, made your doctor appointments? What did I get in return? Bubblegum and spit. Years have passed and I've grown up but I still see that girl from time to time. Angry at the world for a world she made her own self. Yeah...sometimes Captain Save a H becomes Ms. Plays a H.
OAN: Why is this? If a guy was your save all do you think you would really appreciate what he gave? Or would you use what you got to find an even better guy? Why do mean throughout time do this over and over? Why no respect for their girlfriends that give them their all?
“I don’t understand. I do so much for him. Why doesn’t he appreciate it?” I was stuck listening to a student’s problems. She had lent her car to her boyfriend to make sure he had a ride to school everyday. They had a newborn baby so she couldn’t drive anyway. She rationalized it this way. But the guy rarely came back to her on time and wasn’t stepping up with the baby like she needed.
Nevertheless, Her words hit me like a sack of bricks. And it hurt even harder. Like a lump in my chest that won’t ever go away I was taken back to years ago. Almost ten years ago now. I closed my eyes and was taken to an angry place. Now this student....I was her. That same girl in college. I was the perfect All-American girlfriend. I was down for the cause; I guess a Ride or Die to say the least. My boyfriend had ran out of money to pay his phone bill. I say boyfriend loosely because he claimed he "wasn't ready for a relationship." But I was willing. Willing to wait. Willing to be patient. Hey they say great things come to those that wait right?Using the last $100 I had in my already tight college budget…I handed the money over to him for him to promise me that he would pay me back ASAP.
A week turned into two. I still smiled. Two weeks turned into two months. Still a slight grin. But always a wonderment in the back of my mind. No explanation. No qualms. Just a new TV that was just bought at Walmart WITHOUT paying me back my money.
Rhianna said it best...better have my MONEY! Where was my award? Where was my respect? Look at me! I’m captain save a heaux. See the S on my chest? Where is my street cred?
I mean I did everything you wanted right? I was there for you. I made sure you were straight. Doing your homework, making sure you looked neat for interviews, helped to work on your credit, lent you money, made your doctor appointments? What did I get in return? Bubblegum and spit. Years have passed and I've grown up but I still see that girl from time to time. Angry at the world for a world she made her own self. Yeah...sometimes Captain Save a H becomes Ms. Plays a H.
OAN: Why is this? If a guy was your save all do you think you would really appreciate what he gave? Or would you use what you got to find an even better guy? Why do mean throughout time do this over and over? Why no respect for their girlfriends that give them their all?