Calm Down, Killa

This Long Distance relationship shit plays tricks on your mind and your self-esteem. If I was still living in NYC, the sick-to-my-stomach, nervous feeling I just got would not have happened.

If he called me up and told me that a woman we both know worked in the same building and they had lunch, I woulda been like "Word. That's hot.", but when he told me today, that heifer named"Jealousy" jumped up and punched me dead in the gut.

I kicked her where the sun don't shine and managed not to send the snippy response I wanted to send. But who knows what'll happen next time. Pray for me, y'all.