Dating a guy who smokes weed
I wouldn’t go as far as Mandisa has gone, but I’d be lying if I said I’d ‘accept’ it and forgive and forget. “She won’t tell me what happened but there is no child, that I’m sure of,” he says. I don’t know if I should take him seriously or laugh at the last statement because I can’t tell if he is serious or not. “Come here,” I say pulling his arm and patting the empty side of the chair. I’ve been feeling guilty about neglecting the child and I’ve been feeling guilty about what it has put you through,” he says. “I even got kicked in the stomach and sworn at for nothing,” he says. They say it happens at some point in ones life, that it’s a phase. He hasn’t stalked me since that almost-violent situation with Mqoqi. For me, that would be suicide, he’d chop every single part of my body before burying me somewhere where I’ll never be found. If there’s anything the past seven years have taught me, it’s that I’m not the good girl I thought I was. So, Mrs Zulu, with all the money that you have, why are you refusing to pay maintenance?