inside jamari fox
inside jamari fox - taking you real deep
so mi and i had a blow up today.
it ended with us officially parting ways.
i actually exhaled because i was so grateful.
grateful because this is finally coming to an end.
you know what i been dealing with as far as she is concerned.
so she calls me today with some story…
“Jamari,
i did something stupid…”
i already knew this wasn’t going in a positive direction.
she tells me she met some wolf and they decide to pull a scheme.
uh oh.
a scheme involving fake checks and her bank account.
allegedly a check was written,
for an outrageous amount,
she claimed her account information was stolen,
all while he goes and withdraws the money.
well all shit broke loose when the bank found out.
they cancelled her account with the quickness.
the wolf got the money out,
but she hasn’t heard from him since.
so she is broke and has no money for rent.
since she gets direct deposit,
they will pretty much take her money.
“what made you do something like this?”
…and thats when it started.
somewhere between:
“the hood getting free money”
to
“i wanted to put myself in a better situation”
she started hurling insults,
trying to bring up my past,
twisting up things i said,
and basically claiming i never had her best interests at heart.
i think that is what had me real hot.
i sat up here and let this ungrateful bitch in my home,
forgave her after our altercation,
still continued to let her stay when everyone warned me not to,
and she gonna say i never had her best interests?
when i sat here urging her to get focused on a legitimate career?
the type of wolves she should date?
hell i even taught her ass how to budget and she was still always short for her rent.
“i didn’t need to come live with you.
i could have survived on my own.”
that stung.
after her mother died,
she was hopping from couch to couch.
she had no place where to go.
maybe that was where i went wrong?
well i learned a lot from this.
it was my fault tho.
i expected an ungrateful bitch to change her ways.
i don’t even speak to her.
she basically just lives here.
we don’t have any kind of relationship besides “hi” and “bye”.
she even acknowledged i don’t fuck with her no more.
i don’t.
we been strangers.
she got until august 1st.
“good.
i already got somewhere to go.
someone will let me crash on their couch.
they agreed with me that you don’t have my back…”
my response:
i already contacted my landlord on her departure.
there is no going back on this one.
she made her bed.