You got the kind of face that makes a nigga wanna fall in love, on sight…
– A. Binda
I G o t T h e I n t e r n e t G o i n’ N u t s ( 2011 ) — I’d just moved back to my hometown, from New York City. I was lonely. I’d recently broken up with an asshole, after aa situation with another asshole. I had no friends at that moment, so I turned to the Internet. The way online dating used to be, was better than todays way! You didn’t have to swipe left or right. You literally had a view of everyone who was currently online, and people would literally communicate with you. It actually used to be somewhat decent. Of course, there was still the risk of some creepy weirdo possibly harassing you, but I knew how to block the losers I was not interested in.
I never had to message anyone. This is #confidence. My photos are clickbait. I am #notconceited! Even to this very day. I know I can get a guy, on and offline. Period. At that time, I wasn’t sure what I was looking for. A hookup or a relationship. I’ve always been a “go with the flow” kind of gal. If the vibe is right, I’d act or speak on it.
Well, he messaged me first. I checked out his profile. He wasn’t my usual cup of tea. He was heavyset. Not the first heavyset guy I attempted to date. But he’d be the first heavyset dude I’d take it all with.
I hopped off the train, and walked towards the bus station. He was there to pick me up in his uncle’s blue Nissan Altima. It was a late and gloomy Friday morning. And it was our first time meeting, after talking online and over the phone for a few weeks. Yes, a few weeks.
B r e a k U p t o M a k e U p ( Summer 2012 ) — COMING SOON
T h e F i g h t ( 2015 ) — COMING SOON
H U $ T L E D A Y $ – P A R T 2 ( Summer 2020 ) — It was our second time dating. And it was different this time. At least at first, I thought it would be.
…Come back in a few.
An update will be happening soon!
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