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Not sure if this classifies as toxic, but it classifies as something. I had a girl that wanted me to break into her home and do things to her sexually, maybe to satisfy one of her weird fantasies. But I didn't do it. crazy.
No cause I was dating this guy and I got a good feeling he was cheating on me I was full of this job going through his phone you know I don't talk shit we're trying to go to his phone and he was just making me out to be so fucking crazy I thought I was going insane turns out he was cheating on me
Not only was he cheat only but he was telling his friends that I beat him and then I found out the girl he cheated on me with does Coke and prostitutes her self so now I have to get tested Marcedes love life
Yo I didn't experience of shit I did that shit but this one time I made this bitch fall madly in love with me in a gas lighter and the thing is she was a problem with almost killing herself you know she's still loving me that I didn't talk about beach in like two years but she still trying to
I don't know if this counts as being toxic but I used to talk to this girl who I don't talk to no more because I don't trust her. I would tell her something of mine and she will go off to other people that I don't know and tell them my business.
And this one time she asked me this question about if her butt was big or small And I told her it is small like she has a butt, but it's just small if she got mad at me and And I'm like, wow.
How are you going to ask me a question and expect me to give you the truth? When I tell you the truth, you don't like it. I don't like that. and then she would manipulate me. She's a manipulator.
she knows I do not like to pick sides so when she has beef with a girl that I talked to she would use me mip late me to get to her through me knowing that I I talked to the girl, which was messed up.
And then this one time I tried to tell her that her boyfriend was to her which he was he was I see I Met at me and turned on me It's not my fault that your boyfriend was sleeping with half of the girls in the whole school. That is on you.