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The Smith Diaries: Tales of a Womanizer Entry 5
My best friend’s deceptions continued past the moment with my roommate. My roommate became just another conquest for Smith. She had now become faceless in a sea of women not yet caught. Now that Smith felt accomplished by his efforts he displayed typical non-interested behavior. Smith ignored her countless calls and she painfully dealt with his rejection. I had become the middle man in this situation. I had to sit back and watch her pain as she continued to ask me his whereabouts. As time progressed my roommate moved on and remained true to our friendship. She was now in a place where she could deal with his consistent visits…
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The Smith Diaries: Tales of a Womanizer Entry 2
My best friend and I began our relationship almost 5 years ago in our college dormitory in Brooklyn,NY. At first we didn’t speak to each other, but it was hard not to recognize him. His exotic features made him stand out with his caramel skin, dark eyes, natural wavy hair, and striking resemblance to a middle eastern terrorist. I myself was a reserved girl from Long Island who flew under the radar. So at the time he would’ve noticed me anyway. I remember how he was the topic of female conversations due to him being posted on the girls floor every evening. Smith among others would stand outside the girls…
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The Smith Diaries: Tales of a Womanizer …This is Hot! Trust Me You Want to Read This One!
It was a breezy afternoon in New York City and my best friend Smith said to me “Millz I ain’t shit and neither are any of theses niggas ” while sitting in his favorite chic Chinese restaurant. The restaurant was full of business like people enjoying lunch. As we entered the 2nd level of the restaurant, I noticed the high end decor completed with huge windows, white tablecloths, black plush couches, a full bar and photos of the Chef on the walls. Smith requested we sit on the upper level where it was more quiet. we were seated at a table overlooking the downstairs and immediately began to check out…