Jay Bling

Some friendships are just sending each other sh!t all day because “this reminded me of you” feels too serious to say.

The best nights never started with a flyer. Somebody just said “come through.”

I used to sneak out the house to go to parties. Now I sneak out the party to go to my house.

I’d rather explain why I’m working two jobs than keep explaining why I need to borrow money.

I don’t care if you sell plates, clean houses, do hair, or drive deliveries. You’re getting up and figuring it out. I respect that.

I remember who helped me without making me tell the whole embarrassing story first.

The worst part was realizing I would’ve never even thought to do you like that.

I don’t bring it up anymore because I got tired of explaining why it hurt. Don’t confuse that with me forgetting.

You were comfortable asking me for a thousand dollars. Why am I uncomfortable telling you no?

I’ll never forget who let me keep saying “I’m good” when they knew damn well I wasn’t.

You borrowed money from me and now I gotta watch your stories to see if you can afford to pay me back. I don’t like who this is making me become.

I had plans for that money too. I just thought what you needed it for was more important. That’s the part that pisses me off.

That little business you keep joking about is paying somebody’s rent. What’s funny?

I can be happy you’re doing better and still remember you owe me $600.

I want multiple streams of income because I’ve had one person decide they didn’t need me anymore and it affected my whole household. Never wanna feel that sh!t again.

Some of y’all would rather stay broke than let somebody you went to school with see you doing deliveries. They’re not paying your bills.

I used to be embarrassed to promote my business because people I knew were watching. Then strangers started paying me.

The money I lost helping you didn’t hurt as much as watching you act like I was bothering you when I needed it back.

I can forgive you and still never put myself in a position to need you again. I remember how you acted when I did.

Your kid don’t know you’re having a bad day. They just know you’re home and they’ve been waiting to show you something.