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u still a bigger c*** coz u still ain't told me your name
okay if you say so.
u still shivering from comments, not made by me, but by my friends
not shivering from the comments - found them rather anecdotal
u still using your manhood to make yourself feel like a man
you brought my dick into this you f***ing cretin.
yet u still a scared little boy without a name
the name's
blaqsouljah bitch - ask about me!!
u still making your problem our problem
don't recall making it your problem - in fact you took my statements and tried to prove that you knew something about who and what i am.
don't bother watching yo back dun, watch your front, it's what's giving yo cowardice away...
so i'm a coward - i've accepted it and now just f*** off and stop being a rectal itch.
stop exposin your frustrations & get a pump, seems u need it
i'm not frustrated by it by no means, way of form - i'm embracing it. in that way i cease to base my being on my genitalia (or lack thereof), but rather on the fact that i have dubious rearing and lack of social acumen.
yo problems don't make a difference in this woman's life...whether they be on AG or not (hope u got yo release though), u clearly could use it
so is this where you shut up and take like the c*** (revolting dolt) that you are? i would be happy if you did shut up. but something tells me that that's not gonna happen - i mean after all nothing with a dick will be superior to you right? okay then dyke mcqueen - have it your way.
you see whether or not i tell you my name and all the personal information you're gonna need to base you misplaced fantasies on - that doesn't really matter much. those girls i met who based their a**umptions of my person on who i dated, they still amuse the shit out of me. i have never cowered from anything and no statements made then has turned me into a sour little a**hole as you so eloquently put it. i see we have highlighted my issues and made a great huge hoolabaloo about them - i wonder where you issues stem from. don't worry though, your insignifi-c*** self won't take up more of my precious time. so if you feel like you've not exhausted all your retorts based on my gender and insecurities and all - call me. you'll find me here on the AG.
looking at some of the responses it seems like i'm not the only one with a problem with those girls who so readily " rage against the machine" in a manner of speaking. those girls who refer to everything as babylon and what not. incoherent women talking about the conscious and the unconscious - actually this extends to guys too. all you left-of-the-extreme-left neo-africanists who believe that enlightenment comes with the rancid collective body odour and pot-pourri body oil - f*** all of you.
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