I almost don't want to write this but I can't hide from you guys forever. My so called boyfriend, Robert. I don't like him anymore. He makes me want to pull my hair out. I can't remember the last time he called me by name. It's always, Baby, Boo, Beautiful, Doll-Baby, Sweetie, Love, and the list goes on. I know your probably thinking "what's so wrong with that". Well he does it in that whinny voice of his. I don't enjoy our conversations either. All that mushy stuff is getting old. I want to talk about something other then me or us because that's all he talks about. Sometimes I might even want to discuss politics but he would find a way to make it all about me . If he wasn't so sexy and damn good in bed he would have been given the boot a while ago. Now the biggest reason I lost interest is because he lies about everything. You know how you think someone is lying but you can't prove it? Well it's been like that for a while. He just had me fucked up. Don't he know I can find just about anything out about anyone. You don't want to mess with me. He's lies about how much money he has, now don't get it wrong I didn't ask. He volunteered. He lied about having this bid for a new house. I didn't believe him so I called my girl Kandi. Now I think Kandi is one of the smartest people I know and to me she knows about everything. She's really into the whole real estate thing. I explained to her what he told me and basically he was lying. I don't feel like going into all the details but he lied about alot of stuff. I got to a point where I couldn't take it anymore and just went off on him over the phone. I laid it all out. Told him about his self and his many lies. I told him I was not a gold-digger and I could be with him if he didn't have much but I can't be with someone who can lie to me so easily. After I hung up he called me back sounding all pitiful and apologized. Said he didn't think I would want him if I knew the truth about certain things. We still continued to kick it, I decided to give him another try. Didn't have the heart to dump him. Now I think he has some kind of motive. Like he's setting me up for something. I gotta a feeling that he's about to ask if he can move in with me. He wants to save money and he wants to be around me every day. He does not have his own car. He's been driving his Grand-dads car and for whatever reason he can't drive that anymore. What he's done last weekend was catch the bus from BWI to the metro station and I pick him up. But he can't go no where and I don't want to take him with me every time I go out. A few weeks ago I said it was okay for him to leave his toothbrush at my place. After his last visit I looked in my closet on a shelf and noticed deodorant, razor, a pair of jeans, shirt, and underwear. None of that shit was mine. WTF!!! He eats all the time. I have just enough food to last me a certain amount of time but he eats and drinks everything. He says he's going to give me money but doesn't. Now I know why, he doesn't have it! This whole situation is just not sitting well with me. He rings my phone non-stop and you guys know how I hate that. If I say I'm going to call you back, mut@erF%cker that's what I mean. Don't go calling me 18 times in one hour. Then when I call back you ain't got shit to say but "I miss you". I honesty feel like I'm the man in this relationship. I mean someone has got to wear the pants right? I'm not even sure if I'm making sense. It's all coming out of me so fast (this entry). I'm trying to stick in there because he's so sweet to me. He does do all those things I told you. The nice things I mentioned earlier. This has been weighing heavy on my heart. I talked to my girls way before I blogged about it. I don't want to keep being in these short relationships that go no-where. It doesn't bother me at all but I worry about how people view me. I don't want to break up with another guy because I don't like the way they look when they pour soda (yes I have done that before). I tried to stick it out, not to mention his ongoing statement about him loving me doesn't help. I just don't know what to do. 
It's not all bad. I do enjoy having him around a lot but the bad outweighs the good this time around.
Thanks! 
Awww sweetie! Wow. I don't even know what to tell you to do. I kinda saw this coming though. I mean, not just because you tend to not tolerate a lot of things, but even the last time you mentioned him sensitivity, he just seemed a little soft for you. Even though it was sweet, I left your house thinking - yeah, he REALLY should stop all that mushy stuff.
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