Yah it's B-Locko
I grew up in a family where deception, cheating, and lies were almost second nature, even though I was always taught to be kind, truthful, and honest. It seemed like every side—my mom’s, my dad’s, and even their extended families—had their own share of blame. This constant cycle of broken trust became so normalized that I didn’t realize it wasn’t how things were supposed to be. At around 17, I had my first official relationship. We met through Clans, which was a popular way of connecting back then. I’m not sure if it's still a thing, but it was our little world. At the time, I was living in Baguio, but my mom decided to send me away to another school because I had too many friends, and I often skipped classes. I needed space, a fresh start. And that’s where he came in. We texted non-stop, day and night, always on the phone. I knew about his reputation, the red flags were there, but when you’re young, naïve, and caught up in that whirlwind of excitement, red flags don’t seem to mat...