Jay Midnyte

On my blog stroll I stopped at the entertaining Karrie B blog and one of her latest posts caught my eye...

(I suck at writing so bear with me)
At a hotel party this weekend, my 18 year old cousin Andrea just busts out crying out of nowhere! I hear my friends and a few of my male cousins (I'm always rollin' deep with my cousins wherever I go) talking bout "he hit her..."

WHO??? WHEN????

Everything stops.... They're pacing the room asking, demanding Andrea tells them where he lives.

WHO???

My cousin Brandon finally tells me... "Her motherfucking boyfriend, Aaron!"

There's already approximately 6 mad as shit cousins trying to squeeze the details out of her and how they gon' punish this punk ass nicca.

Maintaining my calm, I ask them "What triggered that??" (Me being the psychological type... I wanted to know what made her think of this, because she was a little twisted and I know too well that a lot of old problems can come out when someone's drunk.)

My cousins tell me she just got off the phone with him!

Man yall don't know how I felt at this point. I wanted, shit I WANT this nigga's head!

I'm asking Andrea, "Why did you let him hit you?! Why the hell are you still talking to him??? Why didn't you tell us immediately?"

Wiping her tears, and pacing the hotel room, she says the dreaded words... "Yall just don't understand."

"I know how he gets, I made him mad."

OMG I want this nigga's head! How he has my confident, tough, good looking cousin Andrea justifying a hit from her boyfriend???

*Sigh*

After reading the comments on Karrie B.'s Blog, I realized a lot of her readers went through the same situation, and came to the same conclusion as Karrie...

Sometimes we have friends that make silly choices, and we want to snap them into reality and save them. a person can only treat you like sh*t if you allow them to, right? makes me wonder...is it possible to save someone from themself?

I wonder...