incognegro999
Well-Known Member
I cant help but think about the movie tokyo drift everytime you post. that party in the car shop.
I think your boy friend is right. You seem to be dependent on weed, based on what you told us in your past few threads, you at one point where even snorting smoke to try to get higher. Then the post about smoking 4 bowls and freaking out and thinking that people where after you or whatever, and then the whole suicide thing. These are not normal problems to be facing within a 2 week period of time. I can only dream of the drama that unfolds in your world the remaining of the 50 weeks.
So my advise to you would be let him sell your bong like he wants to, then use that money to buy some nicotine gum, so you don't need the "50" cigs a day. Clean up your apartment and do the dishes. Tell him your sorry for waking him up from his sleep, and not having the place cleaned up, then make him a nice sandwich. If your lucky he will forgive you and help you work out all the problems your having.
Good luck girl! and remember sometimes smoking weed is NOT the answer .
i'm not his maid and i will continue smoking my blunt. thanks anyway
that's your opinion, thanks for it, i appreciate it.That's the problem.
truely this month lol...crazy anxiety killsadding u to my ignore list, u been a member at this site since feb 2011...uh THIS MONTH & ur 300+ posts all seem to be DRAMA related, damn like u dont have any other socializing site u can fill up with ur DRAMA? anyway to each his/her own, sry ur life is so fucked but mine is pretty damn good, & I am here to talk more serious shit about ......none other then MJ, how about that one, go figure. And in the last few days I have to come across not one but 2 of ur ridiculous threads...GRRR.
oh here comes the roll it up university doctorate program graduate.. and his .02 cents.I'm not sure if it's your frightening avatar and how much it tilts me, or if all your threads are legitimately retarded. I also find it very difficult to believe that someone with a penis would talk to you, let alone live in the same apartment.
You should give me more credit than that, the doctorate program here means nothing more than your GED.oh here comes the roll it up university doctorate program graduate.. and his .02 cents.
i dont mean to be a dick in any way...but your bf sounds like a royal fuckin douche. bitchin at you about the apartment and dishes?? if you have an older brother or a really good guy friend, an ass whoopin is order for that puke of a man you call a bf.Cops just came to the house about an hour ago because someone upstairs thought someone in our apartment was being abused.
Hell, I would've thought the same, too.
I woke up, wanted to take a shower, and asked my bf if he'd like to join.
He griped and complained about it all the way to the bathroom to the point where i just looked at him, astonished by his childish demeanor, and told him to just forget about it and I'll take a shower by myself.
He walks out of the bathroom, starts yelling about the apartment not being clean and starts throwing dishes around in the sink while he curses about this and that.
I didn't want to hear his negativity so I said, dude, this is ridiculous...I don't want to hear any of your negative comments. He became so pissed off, he started punching the bathroom door repeatedly and yelling.
I locked the door and that made him even more pissed off and he started yelling again and throwing shit..immediately after that, someone knocks at the door.
I immediately knew it had to be the cops---it was.
I start running around the house soaked and naked while hiding my bong, my bowl, and my stash.
I ran back into the bedroom and started drying off while my boyfriend opened the door to FOUR fucking cops with guns out???
My boyfriend went outside and started talking to the cops and a few minutes later the officer asked to speak with me and I started throwing clothes on...
The officer was actually very nice and told me, hey you know, people fight, just try not to be so loud.
We really were lucky...especially due to the fact that this happened once before AND we just found out TWO cops live RIGHT ABOVE US. fml.
After the cops leave, my bf immediately states I'm going to sell my bong and bowl and my stash or our relationship is over. If I don't quit smoking, he'll be done with me.
I told him if I quit bud, I'll smoke fifty million cigarettes and he said if I did that then we're done as well..
I'm really just lost for words at this time and I haven't been able to smoke ALL FUCKING DAY so I'm really a wreck right now.
I think this is complete and total bull shit and I'm about to fucking end this bullshit relationship and go find someone who will fucking accept me for WHO I AM.
better yet...DONT ANSWER THE DOOR!! lolDon't really see where the issue was myself, the boyfriend aside. They had no legal ability to enter your apartment wihtout your consent. You simply walk out of the front door and tell them to go away.
I think it would be bitch for a guy that lives with a girl not to get amp'd over dishes being in the sink and the apartment not being spotless. Why else go through the hassle if it's not going to pay off?i dont mean to be a dick in any way...but your bf sounds like a royal fuckin douche. bitchin at you about the apartment and dishes?? if you have an older brother or a really good guy friend, an ass whoopin is order for that puke of a man you call a bf.
Nah, in a situation like that the police have a small window of making a judgement call. Police have power of entry without a search warrant under a variety of reasons indcluding when they think that a life is at risk. They could force entry under the pretence that someone had phoned in very very concerned for somneones welfare, as is seen by the 4 officers with guns drawn. You open the door, close it behind you, tell them there is nothing going on and no issue and that it's nowt but a bad assumption on someone elses part and to kindly leave you alone as they no longer have any valid reason to be there let alone make entry. You have removed any small capability they may have had. although if the police live above you, they might try and con their way in asking for a bowl of sugarbetter yet...DONT ANSWER THE DOOR!! lol
idk man...i grew up in a town where youre lucky if the chick knows how to cook..so i dont see myself getting mad at a chick for that shit...plus, i clean my own mess when i make it...I think it would be bitch for a guy that lives with a girl not to get amp'd over dishes being in the sink and the apartment not being spotless. Why else go through the hassle if it's not going to pay off?
Cops just came to the house about an hour ago because someone upstairs thought someone in our apartment was being abused.
Hell, I would've thought the same, too.
I woke up, wanted to take a shower, and asked my bf if he'd like to join.
He griped and complained about it all the way to the bathroom to the point where i just looked at him, astonished by his childish demeanor, and told him to just forget about it and I'll take a shower by myself.
He walks out of the bathroom, starts yelling about the apartment not being clean and starts throwing dishes around in the sink while he curses about this and that.
I didn't want to hear his negativity so I said, dude, this is ridiculous...I don't want to hear any of your negative comments. He became so pissed off, he started punching the bathroom door repeatedly and yelling.
I locked the door and that made him even more pissed off and he started yelling again and throwing shit..immediately after that, someone knocks at the door.
I immediately knew it had to be the cops---it was.
I start running around the house soaked and naked while hiding my bong, my bowl, and my stash.
I ran back into the bedroom and started drying off while my boyfriend opened the door to FOUR fucking cops with guns out???
My boyfriend went outside and started talking to the cops and a few minutes later the officer asked to speak with me and I started throwing clothes on...
The officer was actually very nice and told me, hey you know, people fight, just try not to be so loud.
We really were lucky...especially due to the fact that this happened once before AND we just found out TWO cops live RIGHT ABOVE US. fml.
After the cops leave, my bf immediately states I'm going to sell my bong and bowl and my stash or our relationship is over. If I don't quit smoking, he'll be done with me.
I told him if I quit bud, I'll smoke fifty million cigarettes and he said if I did that then we're done as well..
I'm really just lost for words at this time and I haven't been able to smoke ALL FUCKING DAY so I'm really a wreck right now.
I think this is complete and total bull shit and I'm about to fucking end this bullshit relationship and go find someone who will fucking accept me for WHO I AM.