Let's talk about relationship stories. This was probably the most wonderful guy I've ever brought into my life. Everything was wonderful but then it took a turn down the wrong lane.

I talked to this guy back for about eight months, we are going to call him Lesson No. 1. It all started when he slid into my DM's in a group app for this promotion team I was working with.

I was thinking in my head like," Okay, he's chocolately, cute, tall, lanky, just my type." We exchanged numbers and started texting. Well, my friend at the time invited me to go out and I went. Well, little did I know, we went to Lesson No. 1's house. I had no idea. I saw him and I was just thinking, I need him in my life. He was in a black long sleeve button down, black slacks and nice black shoes. His dreads were just hanging and I was like "You will be all me." I found out later on that he was staring at me too, as he would say is that he 'Kanye'd me."

It was crazy because I was just so in awe by him that I couldn't stop staring at him. We'll we went out that night and I danced on him ya know did my thing.

Well then we planned on hanging out so I brought my best guy friend with me. We were suppose to go swimming that day but didn't because all the pools were closed. So we went back to his house and sat outside on his balcony/porch thing and we all talked about fighting and possibly getting jumped. Well he went to the studio to do music and he left me with his three other roommates. We played water pong and I am pretty sure me and the guy I was playing with won but it's cool.

When he got back, we got Popeye's chicken because it was either two piece Tuesday or Thursday, dabbed in a little marijuana and watched Bob's Burgers. I was in heaven.

It was different from any other guy that's tried to talk to me because it is like we are both weird as hell and just like chilling.

Me, Lesson No.1, my best friend, some b**** and this other guy went on a trip to the beach. This was in the beginning of me having a crush on Lesson No.1.

Well for the next three months straight, I was always there. I wasn't working at the time so my only responsibility was entertaining him and his dog. Life seemed so simple. We went to concerts together, smoked together, I went to his shows, basically simple. Well the more we were "just chillin" I wanted to know if we could be more.

I sorta kept pressuring him to be in a relationship because I thought well we like each other, I am always with you, everyone kinda already knows, why not? He always told me why rush? My insecure ass thought," He has another girl. I'm not good enough to ever be girlfriend material." The more I thought that, the more annoying I got. I'd asked him 100 times questions and start thinking he didn't want to be with me.

Little did I know, he liked me a lot. We lived in two different cities. He was only 15 minutes away so finally I started working. I worked Monday through Friday and wanted to see him on the weekends. I didn't realize I was taking him away from his friends. I assumed well you live with them therefore you don't need to spend much time with them and I was completely wrong. I started revolving my life around him, I literally spent every dollar on him even though I should've saved it. If he wasn't happy, I did everything in my power to make him happy.

Oh wait...there's more.

XOXO,

Audsome_