TO ALL YOU WOMEN THAT THINK A MAN NEEDS YOU IN FLORIDA…….NOOOOOOOO….YOUR WRONG….. THERE ARE SO MANY WOMEN WHO CARES ABOUT You?……I DON’t…..SO THIS IS NOT YOUR STATE OR WHERE You FROM ……THIS IS MIAMI….HOME OF THE WOMEN…..SO IF You DON’t LIKE ME THERE ARE MILLIONS WHO WILL…….LOL
2012—— IT’s TIME OUT FOR GAMES… I ALWAYS HEAR WOMEN TELL MEN TO “STEP THEIR GAME UP”…. THAT’s THE PROBLEM….GAMES….WOMEN LOVE WHEN MEN RUN GAME AND MAKE THEM FEEL NICE ….THATS WHY YOU ALWAYS END UP SINGLE….LOL….BECAUSE THEY GIVING YOU GAME AND 20 OTHER WOMEN
ONE FEMALE IS 24 WITH 4 KIDS…..WOW….AND UPSET WITH MEN….YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN ON BIRTH CONTROL OR “got” WITH A MAN WHO DIDN’t WANT KIDS UNTIL THE RIGHT TIME
SOME “GIRLS” ARE CRAZY ON HERE………THATS WHY I SEE ALL YALL ARE SINGLE…. AND OLD MAN TOLD ME, THAT IF A WOMAN IS SINGLE AND HAS A JOB AND CAR AND HER OWN PLACE THAT MEANS SHE IS BI-POLAR….AND ITS TRUE
YOU WOMEN COMPLAIN ABOUT EVERYTHING…..JUST SHUT UP AND CHILL
3-25-12
EXAMPLE OF WHAT I’m TALKING ABOUT WITH FEMALES IN 2012————-
….. A female sent me a message saying she’s not crazy like the rest of the females after reading my profile….. So I said cool good to hear…… So she said where do you stay…. I replied in Boca Raton…… She asked where that is…..i replied MAPQUEST IT…..she replied “thats why your single because your mean”…..lol….. SEE HOW DUMB AND CRAZY YOU FEMALES ARE…..JUST BECAUSE I REPLIED MAPQUEST IT….I DESERVE TO BE SINGLE…LOL…THATs WHY WE HAVE TECHNOLOGY SO THAT YOU DON’t HAVE TO ASK STUPID ASS QUESTIONS……….I think you deserve to be single for beimg so stupid…..smart enough to get on here but too dumb to use mapquest or gps……
SEE IF YOU FEMALES WILL RUN YOUR BODIES AS MUCH AS YOUR MOUTHS …..LIFE WOULD BE SO MUCH BETTER BETWEEN MEN AND WOMEN…..LOL….
ATTENTION***
I ALREADY KNOW ABOUT YOU FEMALES…THE SAME FEMALES THAT ARE ON HERE ARE ON EVERY DAMN WEBSITE …..AND SCREWING DIFFERENT MEN FROM EACH SITE…..IM DEF. NOT STUPID….I HAVE YOU FEMALES SECRET GAMES….YOU WANT RESPECT ON ONE SITE AND ACT LIKE A TRAMP ON ANOTHER….LOL…AND SOME HAVE ONE PIC ON HERE AND 8 ON OTHER SITES…LOL
WHATS THICK AT 20…….WILL BE FAT AT 30…… OBESE AT 40…. AND DIE AT 50 DUE TO COMPLICATIONS…….. HEY! HAD TO SAY IT EVEN IF THE WOMEN ON HERE HATE ME OR DON’t LIKE IT……..TRUTH
WOMEN NEED TO LEARN EXERCISE IS IMPORTANT…… I LOVE EXERCISE….. YOU KNOW HOW MANY WOMEN GET UPSET WHEN SOMEONE TALKS ABOUT WEIGHT?…….WELL DAMN IT DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT….MAD BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT IN SHAPE?
ALL WOMEN HIT ME UP…………..
I NEED LOTS OF ATTENTION FROM A COOL WOMAN. IF YOUR A WOMAN I CAN GET ALONG WITH THAT’s PERFECT!
IAM A TALL STRAIGHT FORWARD, FUNNY, AT TIMES LAID BACK, OUTGOING, INTELLIGENT AND HOPEFUL MAN
AND I WANT ALL THE SAME TO SEND ME A MESSAGE.
Nerdy White Kid KILLS Gotye (You’re vs Your by Mac Lethal
Follow up with a rap about There, They’re, and Their.
Via Texts From Bennett
About me
❒Single ❒Taken
✔Forever Alone
I like to stalk people in Grand Theft Auto IV
I follow them everywhere they go. They get in a cab or car, I'll follow behind them slowly at pace equal to theirs, always 2 cars length behind them. They get a hot dog, I get a hot dog, etc.
While doing this one day I came across a couple. A dark haired man with medium length hair, and this girl who had gorgeous long blond hair.
I followed this couple for miles, from Alderney City to the bright neon lights of Star Junction, they were seemingly happy, joyful, in love with one another. The man cared for his girlfriend, and the girlfriend cared for her boyfriend.
They ate happily together, eating hot dogs, taking in the city. Always staring into each others eyes with deep glee and happiness. I had never seen so much love between two people. I cared for these two as much as they cared for each other. I would do as much as I can to make sure nothing would ever happen too them. After going ahead of them a bit and beating up hobos, walking in traffic ahead of them to make sure if a car were to come I would take it for them, and any other nuisance there could be.
Then it happened. After watching them stare at a giant ad in the Star Junction I realized something. I am alone. No one. Michelle was long gone for something I do not wish to bring up. Kiki dumped me when she found out I had been having intercourse with hookers then bash their heads in with a baseball bat to gain my money back. Carmen never called me again after our first date, mostly due to me pushing her down a set of subway stairs, then stomping her head into the steps. I never tried any other woman due to me thinking it was pointless at this point. I began to feel sad.
I thought to myself, "Why can that man not be me?" "Is he any better than me?" "Why wouldn't she think of dating me? Get some coffee, even at least TALK TOO ME?" I wanted her. I wanted this mysterious blond with the looks of an angel, and the laugh of a child. I wanted to be that man, I wanted to have what he had, to know that joy of having somebody care for your own well being. I was jealous of the man. I wanted that I could not have, that I desired for so much. The longer I watched them, the longer I wanted to become him, at any cost. I then felt remorse. Saddened of what I had become, a lonesome man stalking random pedestrians. But when the thought of this man touching her, kissing her, loving her... the thought of remorse was thrown to the back of my head as if I had never thought it.
I set forth a plan. I will kill him. Take up my new identity as him. And me and the blond will live happily together forever.
John and Sara(This is the name I have given them) hail for a taxi and enter one. This was my chance. My moment of truth was here, I could set forth and become what I craved and desired to be. I got in front of the taxi that the couple was in. I pulled the driver out of the cab and killed him in cold blood. The man stepped out, he was ready to kill me. He lusted for blood, the blood of me. I know what I had to do. I empty my shotgun in his face, the man formerly known as John is dead. He is no more, this chapter of his life has ended and mine starts. I am now who I always wanted too be. I steal the taxi and drive away with his wife/girlfriend in the back.
I had never been so happy in my life! Then...
Screaming.
She screams.
She wants out.
She doesn't want me.
She fears me, hates me, loathes me. She feels everything towards me, but still does not love me.
How could this happen? Why does she not love me? Is there something wrong with me? What could I have done?
I'm thrown into a maelstrom of feelings, mostly guilt, and hatred towards my self. But most of all sadness. She doesn't want me, those words kept ringing in my head. I knew what I had to do. I drive her whilst her screaming like a banshee. I reach my destination. The cliff next to Mikhail Faustin's house. If you've ever seen this part of the game there are rocks and old cars that seems from the '50s, and '60s at the bottom.
I rev my engine. She screams even louder. I drive faster, faster, and faster. Her death curling scream gets louder, louder, and louder.
We fly off the edge.
Everything is then silent for a mere second. This second feels like an eternity. I know what I am doing, I feel no regret. I am also for the first time in a long time; happy.
We both plummet to bottom and die instantaneously. They will never know who killed John, or the cab driver Shafeeq. They will never find the body of Sara or Niko Bellic. The ocean mixed with gasoline fueled fire will ruin any traces of either of our pasts or future.
And then I lost the game.
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