I am Vero (Veh-roll the R-oh). This is a personal blog of random things. I love my yorkies, my family, politics, fighting for social justice and making people wonder what I’m up too. Hip Hop and Classic House are the sound track to my life. Chicago is where I cause all the ruckus.
Opio en las nubes. (via un-rato-de-poesia)
Saturday, 8am on the “L”
Him (reeking of alcohol): Excuse me. Can I use your phone to call my baby mama? My phone is dead. She thinks I’m in jail.
(On my phone) Hey, its me, T. I’m on my way home. My phone’s dead. This lady is letting me use hers. I’ll be there soon. Bye, I love you.
Him: (Hands me back phone) thank you.
Me: no problem.
2 minutes later:
Him: Would you be mad if I called back your number later?
Me: Would you be mad if I called your baby mama back and told her you said that?
Him: Alright, I won’t call.