So I have a roommate. A good thing, yes. A bad thing, maybe. All I know is it stated off as okay you need a room cheap rent and I need help with bills. Who is this roommate you ask, Terrance Coleman. The first boy who ever brought me ANYTHING! Great huh, thought we would pick up where we left off.... maybe. All I know is, we're helping each other. Which is great for the both of us.
On the other hand. My "cousin" Glenyse Harris a stone cold trip, texted me 5 in the morning asking to borrow money, now on any giving day I would have no problem lending the money, but the problem is, it seems like the only time I hear from her is when she wants to talk about her problems or wants to borrow money.
She makes more money then me, she lives at home with her parents and her husband (ex-husband) currently has their two children (twins) really no reason why she should be borrowing money. On top of texting me at 5 in the morning... Come on now. I know you smoke weed but now its looking like you have a habit you can't kick. Wait don't you have a boyfriend as well? Isn't he your boo thing, your baby, your man? Oh wait he smokes too. I'm not judging her, I just find it so nerving how you "unfriended" me on face-book after you didn't get money out of me... Am I suppose to be mad here? In fact I didn't even know she unfriended me until I looked and then I just laughed, really. Really... Okay!
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