Growing Fucked Up Conditioned Pains! II

 my old Black sorry broke ass wrote all that prefaced shit tah openly write this:

my young Black ass was datin ah young lady back in thah day at IU. Well, we USed tah walk, go get slushies at thah 7/11 and drink them muh fuckahs while eatin on "David's - Sunflower Seeds" and shit! Anyway...

We'd play card games too! There was this game she introduced me to called

'Speed"!

Well, she taught me the rules. We started playin and shit! 

Later on as I got better and she did too! It was about fifty-firty as far as winnin and losin!

And, I mean, shit!

I don't know what happened this one day! The last day I played, "Speed"!

She whipped my ass somethin terrible! She was small but she was quick as shit! And every muh fuckin time I was about tah lay down a card that went up or down, her ass was a millisecond faster than me! Tearin my young ass up! Then, I heard her, 'clap'! Which meant my ass done got beat and vice-versa and shit! Thah games ovah sorry ass young losin, wet-behind thah ears, worthless broke  muh fuckah!

That's thah kind of shit that went on in my head and shit! Comin out of ah family of fourteen, includin Mommy and Daddy, bein thah youngest and bein thah fucked picked on constantly until my young ass was out of high school! Anyway....

I looked down. I had three game ruled cards in my hand. And about eight or more cards in my stack, untouched! Damn! She tore my ass up! She hadn't evah beat my ass this bad?! I mean, shit! Was she just holdin back before tah make me, US male species, jUSt feel bettah before she had tah break ah niggah down and shit! I mean, it was so quick and fucked up! Shit, I ain't even gonnah lie. My ass started tah cry!

I remember she telling me, "Oh, Meredith! It's only a card game for God's sake?!"!

But for some fucked up reason?

I jUSt continued tah muh fuckin

Cry!...

(Peace! More to come...)