Man!! We used each other like it was nothing... I was down for him and he was down for me to a certain extent. But it wasn't healthy, like a modern day Bonnie. He was the endrillen rush that I was feening... In the back of my mind I knew I shouldn't have been doing anything for him or riding for him. There was a trauma bond that had me attached to him... It was him I was hooked too. Wasn't even the Dick! It was him, he just had a way with me. My dumb ass let him lead and I shouldn't have even followed!But I couldn't walk away even if I wanted too. Sometimes I could go MIA for few weeks but nothing longer then three weeks. It just didn't make any sense, but I couldn't let go. At times I felt like I had sold my soul to devil.... It was a given and take, and the more I took the more I felt like I owed him or in debt to him.... It was so hard to explain.
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A woman's tale
Short StoryIf you're into hiphop music you should be up to date on Jazmine Sullivan and her latest album. My book is inspired by her album. So thank you Ms.Sullivan for the amazing inspiration. You ever just sit there and have flash backs of those dick memori...
