That's fucked up. My hangout life is pretty fucked up. It's funny. It's funny and shit though. But it's pretty fucked up. He basically just made me a cheater. This ***** was like, Hey, you gonna find some shit in there that you ain't gonna like. So go hang out there in the living room. Go hang on your ass to sleep. Cry yourself to sleep and then come back the next day where he'll make something work.

Oh shit, but I would be like, oh fuck no, I would fucking Not even cry I'll leave for a day, but like Damn, he was just like I didn't get a blanket pillow. I'm gonna catch like damn

Outro

No bad bitch some real ****** shit I would not dare bro

We always find something wrong with our guy's phone, whether it's just a picture of a girl or anything. So it's like, please don't look in it, because you're asking for trouble, like big-time trouble, like no matter what. And this is to all dudes and men. We will never...

Yeah, he kept it real. But I don't know what that's like, because I haven't been in a relationship since... 20, 21? I think. Yeah. That was about the time.