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I'm In Pain - Nina

Nina : 

I haven't been out of this hotel since it happened. I miscarried. This is a bunch of words together because I can't seem to get my words together. I hate when people say, oh well you weren't that far along. Well I say FUCK YOU! 


Are you trying to tell me I can't hurt? I can't cry? I can't mourn! Where you there with me when the same doctor that said, congratulations your pregnant; came BACK into the room to tell you I'm so sorry, it does seem that you have miscarried. Yeah, you weren't so shut the fuck up talking to me. The worst is that the man I love blames me. ME! It's all my fault because I didn't want to follow the rules and let this stupid ass assistant help me. For shits and giggle I only used him so you would leave me alone. Now you want to blame me because of our child being gone. I left. Then I came back and told him to leave. He didn't. I slept in the other room for a week. I went back to our room one night, drunk off my ass, and he was in the shower. I grabbed his phone and went through his messages. I couldn't count the number of hoes titties I saw, and ass shots, and just messages right after I lost my child. OUR CHILD YOU SICK PIECE OF SHIT! 

I hate him. You told me Shanice. You warned me and you told me but I didn't listen. I can't stop crying. How could you fuck around on me, right after I lost my baby? He told me it was not what it looks like. Like I haven't had a fucking pair of tits all my life. I KNOW WHAT TITTIES LOOK LIKE MARIO!!! I throw his phone off the balcony. LOL! I'm locked in the room, while he is going crazy outside my door. I don't care, but I know one thing. I'm going back to the club next week. As you say, Dick ain't too bomb not to get this money. 

xoxoxo

Nina ... 
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