The One That Let Me Find Out

I have always said to every female I've been involved with that "I don't care if you cheat on me,just don't let me find out".... So far only one tried me on this.
After my "break-up" with PD (see I did this to myself) my high school girlfriend ended up attending the school I was at. Needless to say I was in a rut after everything that happedned with PD so I sort of gravitated towards my ex (from this point on known as BuckWild or BW...sorry Flav...I choose this name because I couldn't keep this monkey out of the club she lost her fuken mind once she started school)We ended up starting up where we left off when I graduated she was a year or so behind me so we had been apart for nearly 2years, but things seemed to be the same, little did I know this bitch was handing out the ass like student loans, almost everybody could get it.
This is how I found out.....She picked me up one day after practice, all of the guys were walking out of the gym at the same time talking trash, the usual... I see BW across the parking lot,I give my so called boys a pound and head that way. I get in the car give her a kiss and we head back towards the way I just walked from...as we are driving by some of these Africans start slapping the trunk of her car and hollering out her name "BW what's up girl, BW let me get in".. I look at her and ask her "how do you know these cats you just got here 3 weeks ago" she trys to play me like my name was Joe Doughnut by telling me that they are friends of her roomate. OHHHH OK (that is my "you know I don't believe you" response) About this same time I let the seat back and stretch out, putting my hands in the back seat.....WTF !!! I feel a hat in the backseat, knowing I don't wear hats I pull it out to take a look, it was a bright yellow Polo hat, only one person on campus had a hat like this, he was on the basketball team, and his shit was in MY WOMAN'S CAR !!
I questioned her about it and again she blames her roomate, saying she let her use her car the previous night. I know this bitch and I know she is not letting anyone drive her 1990 Cavalier. I tell her to take me to the dorm to take a shower and that we'll talk later. I go up to the basketball player's floor straight to Mr Yellow Hat's room. I just flat out asked him "Yo Yellow Hat you supposd to be my boy,if you smashed BW just let me know so I can drop that chick, that is all I want to know." He beats around the bush for 5 minutes or so then he says "Yeah 1 I hit that within the first week or so after she got here"... I was a little taken aback but didnt over-react I was like "cool, thanks for telling me I supposed you didnt know I was talking to her" during this time Yellow Hat's roommate comes into the room thus giving Yellow Hat reason to try to show his ass and try to disrespect your boy 1. He starts talking loud saying shit like "she came to me 'cause you wasn't doing nothing"...I look at him try to explain that I have no beef with him and that I'll take it up with her..but he keeps on and his roommate chimes in. I walk out the door only to hear more chatter from these two jack asses.. at this point I've had enough daddy didn't raise no punk...I go back into their room grab yellow hat around the neck and proceed to put the Joe Jackson choke on his azz..his punk ass roommate runs up out the room and we go at it...after stuffing his azz between the wall and the bed I jump in my car catch BW outside of her dorm and tell her to get it..she does and I start questioning her again about what happened...she starts lying and lying and lying, I tell her what happened back at my dorm and only then did she tell me what happened with her and Mr Hat... I pulled my fist back and with everything in me (dramatic music)... punched my windshield, the entire driver side shattered, she starts screaming begging me not to hit her...daddy also told me not to hit a woman...so.... I slowed the car down to about 5 mph (this was right in front of our student union) and pushed her ass out right there in front of everybody.....I got into some trouble with coach for kicking a starting player's ass, but otherwise everything else was cool, BW and I talk occasionally when I go to the SIP and she always tells me how she messed things up with us, but truth be told I'm glad she did. 1

Loose Lips Sink Ships

In this day and time of self-serving, back biting mutha fukas... I present a question to you the blog world..."Whom do you trust" ??
Since I relocated to the great mid-west a few years ago, some questionable (at best) characters, along with some folks with my best intentions in mind have entered in and out of my life.
I was friends with this one cat (we'll call him....PAB, short for Punk Ass Bitch) despite my choice for a name for this individual we were once tight, we would kick it on the weekends, hit the clubs, whatever... PAB was off the chain (I would wish to get into some of the shit he got into) he was getting "hooked up" in vacant offices at the gig, smashing another of our co-workers (at work) and telling me everything, I was like cool, you must be the man especially since your wife works around the corner. His little escapades went on for a month or so until his business got out, the first person he blamed for his problems was me. Long story short I did not tell this Africans business, I was kind of surprised because he didn't check the females he was messing with first. Even after defending myself and explaining to this monkey that he needed to talk to those females before accusing me, nonetheless it all got out of hand and to this day (over a yeat later) he's said nothing to me. I am not sweating the fact that this cat hasn't said anything to me over some BS, I'm tripping because this is someone I trusted. Does this mean I should re-evaluate my trust process ?? I am not one to trust easily, so I guess I let one fall through the cracks.
I have my small circle of friends that I can trust with anything, they know who they are most of them read this blog...I just want them (my small circle of confidants) to know whatever you have said to me in confidence best believe I'm taking that to the grave with me, and I expect the same courtesy from you guys.
Who can you trust, and with what information ?? Who's to say your best friend won't be black-mailing you with some of the horrible shit you've done... I dont think I have one secret that only myself and the good Lord knows, I am an open person, I share info with my circle, I consider them trust-worthy, they tell me things so apparently they consider me the same.
Where should I draw the line with things I keep to myself ?? I need to remember "Loose Lips Sink Ships" I am not trying to sink no one's ship.....and I hope no one is gunning for mine....1