yall wrong about this shit

you marry a girl that’s slept around, seen the sights, done everything she can do? odds are she ain’t going anywhere. she saw something different in you. you were what she was searching for this whole time and she finally found it. she’s had all kinds of wild dick inside her and YOURS is the one she wants. that’s the good shit. oh yeah, and you know she’s gonna be fucking WILD in bed.

you find a nice christian girl that gave her prof assistant head once and nothing else? yeah shit’s easy at first. you don’t have that anxiety whenever she introduces you to a male friend. you aren’t playing those fucked up mental movies wondering what shit she’s done with other dudes that she won’t do with you. it’s easy bruh. but give it a few years, maybe it’s two, maybe it’s 15. eventually she’s gonna be wondering what she missed out on, you’re gonna be wondering why she’s texting her work friend leslie all the time, catch the odd heart emoji on her screen when she doesn’t know you’re over her shoulder. you gonna have months, if not years, of wondering if you’re going insane and reassuring yourself that she didn’t hoe before so she ain’t gonna hoe now. then one day you gotta pick up your dipshit kid from school early bc he was eating ants again and what the fuck do you know, ashley’s spread fuckin eagle on the couch with leslie letting him spit into her fuckin mouth and shit.

yall gotta ditch this shit smh, hoes make the best housewives


credit to u/thefuckinwolves