always, always, always wear a condom. Don't trust it.
Hey Jane, we got the news and I know what to do. I didn't panic.
I was comforting you still in shock. The damn delay response. This really true.
If it was bound to happen to me, I'm lucky issue. Hey Jane,
your hair long and your legs long and we could both relate to the fact that our
dad's gone. A couple of good qualities on you. You could pass on.
You're not dumb and your face good and your hair strong. Look, hey Jane,
I know my mom will be excited as hell. I know your mom will be excited as well.
But people talk. So let's pretend we ain't got no one to tell.
I know our exes want to see us in hell. This ain't about them. No,
this ain't about Kenfolk. This all decision with a small window.
I want to jump out, but if you want to stay in a room, I cannot bug out.
Time blocking the driveway. I cannot pull out now. I didn't pull out. Wow.
I'm disappointed in me. This ain't like me. How could I be reckless?
This ain't my lifestyle. Never had no skin in my life till now.
And in the space to raise no goddamn child. Hey Jane, I'm terrified, petrified.
I don't want to get my freedom up or sanitize it. This my fault.
The results are justified. I fucked up. I'm stressed out. I'm dead inside.
But Hey Jane, who I'm out to come bitch and complain.
You got to deal with all the mental and the physical change,
all the heaviest emotions and the physical pain just to get a kid.
The man last name. Fuck that. Our resumes are met the bus stop that light.
We ain't make it to love yet. Took a shortcut to forever.
I'm upset because we was in the back. No strings with our tongues.
We haven't both tripped. We haven't argued. We still learn in each other.
I don't know all you and you don't know all me. How am I to live with?
That is not a good foundation to have kids with. Or maybe it is.
Maybe it's not. Just not yet.
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise, not a regret.
Look, Jane, it's your choice at the end of the day.
Just know I support either way. No question.
Hey, we got the news and I forgot how to breathe in a panic.
You was comforting me. Damn, what do we do?
What are the odds? Is this really true?
If it was bound to happen to me, I'm lucky issue.
Hey, your legs long in your waist and we could both relate to the fact
we got great skin.
You're not dumb and your energy is a good mood, a little weird.
But overall, he's a good dude.
Hey, how would you feel if we kept it a secret?
It's a voice inside me begging to keep it up.
Thirty five in my ovaries might not reset.
I don't want to live my whole life in a regret.
Damn, a feeling you can never understand.
I can't. You just hope to God I get my period again.
I was twenty four.
Look, I don't want to go through that experience again.
Hey, see, things happen.
No one is wrong, but I don't need to stress.
I could do this alone.
My mom did it. Your mom did it.
This ain't a pride thing.
This is more. I prefer to have peace of mind thing.
I got my own bread.
I don't need you to buy things because my needs don't include your money and status.
I could move back to London and avoid any static between us.
No need to make it hard like a coward.
It's too much on your palate.
This is really traumatic for me.
I could raise it by myself.
I'm dramatic.
You see, pushing people out of my life is a habit.
I see. Can you crack a window so I could breathe?
Hey, Tim, scared to.
I am, too.
It was so hard for me to tell you to tell truth.
I want to tell me.
I look in the mirror like, damn, I fail me.
I'm scared to tell my mama, scared to tell my bitches, scared
all the people who don't know us in our business, scared of all the advice
and my intuition, scared of not knowing, but too scared to make decisions.
I said I wouldn't do this again.
It's a lose if I lose little brownie in this, a lose lose.
If I lose you as a friend, I've been losing myself.
It ain't no one to defend me.
I've got a mini version of myself living in me.
You pulling out your hair.
I walk around in frenzy.
I'm feeling the resentment.
Anytime you get near me, my body has a clock and I don't know what it in be.
Emotions is throwing around like Frisbee.
My titties getting bigger and I'm craving a 10 piece tea.
No matter the decision a day.
I just want us to be cool either way.
