Is This What Passes For Love These Days?
February 3, 2010 by blackgirlgrown
Filed under life
Not too sure how many readers caught the drama of more than a week ago on my Twitter feed. I was awakened at 2 am to hear the one-sided phone conversation of my neighbor’s drunk grandson. Forgetting that voices carry (or truly just not giving a damn), dude is standing outside yelling into his cell phone. My Twitter feed says it best:
Can’t fall back asleep. Awakened to elderly neighbor’s grandson outside screaming on his girl over phone, the convo wrecked me. 2:17 AM Jan 23rd
He admits hitting her, didn’t mean to do it, and shows how much he loves her. Wants her to have his baby.. Him: just give me my baby #wtf? 2:20 AM Jan 23rd
He’s got to be 20-something, hood dude. Is this what qualifies for love? 2:21 AM Jan 23rd
You jumpin a fence trying to get at me is proof of how much you love me? 2:22 AM Jan 23rd
In between sick twisted “I luv you’s” he has called her all types of names, and asking if she let 8 dude hit it or is she performed ..etc 2:24 AM Jan 23rd
Dude is talkin full throttle. Cussin and crying. Saying he didn’t mean to push her girl “cause he know she pregnant” 2:26 AM Jan 23rd
Wrecked by whole convo. Really? Is this really happening? Please don’t use love’s name in vain to describe that FUBAR dysfunctional crap. 2:31 AM Jan 23rd
My heart hurts. 2:31 AM Jan 23rd
The conversation wrecked me. Is this what love has devolved into?
