When I’m not around, don’t worry about it. I will hit you the fuck up!

This quote serves as a reminder for my side piece(s). My most recent ex-fiancé had a problem giving me space. As you will later find out in a future post, I grew increasingly tired of all of his questioning directed my way. Every day, I was in his version of an Inquisition; at night he was the last person I spoke to and hours later, he was the first person I spoke to in the morning. Then throughout the day, he always asked how I’m doing, what I’m doing, how is my day going, and what will I be doing later…ummm why the FUCK are you asking all these damn questions, huh? It was exhausting!!! Thus we arrive here, “When I’m not around, don’t worry about it. I will hit you the fuck up,” jeeze!