the rebound 🤾🤾⛹️ —no like, it was always my ex…EX.
people keep
trying to narrate me like:
🥺 “she just misses him.”
🥺 “she’s obsessed.”
🥺 “she can’t let go.”
and i’m like…
babe. 😭💀
can’t let go???
i could barely bring myself
to like the dude half the time.
let alone be obsessed.
shit.
i wasn’t “in love.”
i was in goddamn damage control. 🚨🧯✨
i was out here
doing the lord’s work like:
🙏 “please stop self-destructing.”
🙏 “please stop lying.”
🙏 “please stop acting like a walking red flag manufacturer.”
🙏 “please stop turning my home into a live-action war zone.”
homie…
you like…chicks 💅…right?
🤾🤾⛹️
bruh.
and now?
based on
what i lived +
what’s documented +
what the pattern screams…
this man didn’t “change.”
NAH.
he was a
psychotic goblin
from the jump 🧌💅
and i didn’t “lose him.”
babe.
i survived long enough
to escape him. 🕊️✨
also, side note.
LMFAO. 😭🥂
sir.
you have
never once crossed my mind as:
💖 “the one”
💖 “my person”
💖 “my soulmate”
my dude
you cross my mind as:
🚩 “that was fucking dangerous.”
🚩 “bro was not normal.”
🚩 “why was i paying for this.”
🚩 “holy shit, thank god i got us out.”
and
do i pray
he becomes
a functional adult
someday
…for our child?
yeah.
because i’m a mother. 👑🍼
and i have a soul. 😌🕊️
but do i miss that?
no????
losing money?
and getting
my ass kicked? ✨🪦✨
bro PASS.
🥷🔫💰
but
when i miss love?
when i miss real familiarity?
when i miss the kind of connection
that doesn’t feel like
a fucking hostage negotiation? 💀📞
i think of the dude before you.
obviously.
because you were a rebound.
🏀🖤😎
but shit.
in terms of true love??
someone i wanna chill with???
homie.
you don’t even
qualify as a recollection.
🤾🤾⛹️
you qualify as a goddamn kill site. ⚠️✨
and listen —
i’m not saying he’s a demon
as a medical diagnosis 😇
i’m saying:
based on the timeline
and the conduct
i witnessed,
the vibes were
deeply fucking demonic 🖤🧚♀️
“never again, amen.”
🙏✨🪩
