Beckford and a motherfucker missing an arm come in,
who are you going to fuck? ͳe motherfucker missing
an arm, ain’t you?”
Tiffany: “Stop tripping.”
Ex-Boyfriend: “Stop tripping? I didn’t fuck no
handicapped. I gotta watch you now, I gotta be on the
lookout for dudes with shit wrong, creepin’ on my
girl!”
A few weeks later, he was going through some old
messages of mine on Instagram, still on this handicapped
thing.
Ex-Boyfriend: “Look at this dude, saying he love you
and want to marry you! He look a little touched, look
at his eye. Oh shit, you probably like him, I’mma block
this motherfucker off your page.”
Tiffany: “Why are you even in my shit like that, we’ve
only been dating mve months, it’s not that serious. It’s
really not that serious.”
Ex-Boyfriend: “I don’t know, man, what if we get
married, Tiĉany? You’re going to cheat on me with
somebody with a disability?”
Tiffany: “I wouldn’t cheat on you with nobody. If I
wanted to cheat, I would just leave you.”