SikeHoe

I don’t know if anyone has noticed but…I hate hoes. Because I’ve never attracted a man…who isn’t attracted to them. For a while, I convinced myself that their fixation with the frequently used…was no different than my addiction to sugar. Since I know it’s bad for me…but I never consider that…until the consequences come. So I accepted the toxicity…because I could relate. But over the years, I started noticing that whenever my relationships graduated to commitment…there was always a soul, tied to my partner, who’d turn psychopathic…when her time was up. Which always birthed a weird obsession…with me. And today I learned, from an unexpected source, that this may be due to me triggering an abandonment issue…created from their dad not choosing their mom. This checks out with a geriatric groupie I have standing at attention. Who has a habit of inserting herself in the homes of others…that she refuses to leave.