I'm sick of side chicks, what bugs me the most is that we lived together, so my stuff was everywhere... When I first contacted her because I was suspicious she said she was his girlfriend, I told her I was, fast forward and he breaks it off with her and she's whining to her friends how she thought it was going to be forever and she's in the hospital because of it... blah blah blah umm why in the world would you think it was going to last forever? I even told her... like umm that's my man, oh you want him? That's cool, that's cool so you won't mind if I call the cops and tell them my truck is missing, you know the truck he drives to work everyday in, the one he drives you around with? Yea, that's mine... and he's driving without a license, have fun with that, I'm done with his shit, you can have it; you crazies deserve each other.

God I'm so ratchet.