......Cita

Yeah....Its Sunday night. 11:00 pm Sunday night. I still haven't seen Cita. She blew me off Friday night because she was tired, needed to sleep and might hit me up later on. I didn't get a call till about midday on Sat. That let me know that I wasn't gonna get to see her, prolly ever again.

So, once again, it has happened. I was such a nice fuckin guy to this broad. I even went out of my way to take her coffee one night while she was studying, mostly cause I just wanted to see her for a little. Up until this weekend she was completely seeming to be diggin your boy. This is a bunch of bullshit. I was on my best behavior. This is the type of crap that makes me do the fucked up stuff that I do. A lot of times I have done fucked up shit right off, cause I knew the chick was prolly gonna do something fucked up to me and I didn't wanna be left feeling like an ass. I always had shit on the back burner so I could be like "Oh well, atleast I did this and or that before shit went down.". Didn't do it this time. Tried to go back to my days of being able to just kick it with a female and let shit develop. Didn't rush to put my dick all up in her. Matter of fact, I didn't put my dick all up in her at all.

I hate this gettin older, calming down thing. Not a fuckin year ago would I have taken this as more than reason enough to just start back rippin chicks for no damn reason and blowin 'em off and all that shit. I'm just gonna take this shit in stride.

I hope.

Damn it, Cita.

-the Pickle