Sorry I Don't Like You - It's Not Me - It Is My Body!
For those who didn't understand why I seemed homeless in a displaced situation - that is why. The honker male was gonna force me with N8GGERDLDICK living at the Kat Williams BBQ Cookout Forever even relying on them. And I said Ohhhh No. So I displaced myself than to be a prostitute picked up by a N8GGERHOODRAT living like that and even offering me a Home With them. No. I don't want no home if I have to have a home with such as this and that or with you. I wanna job back that is safe from the Crime scenes and Criminalized Leadership of HookerVILLE Hell Holes. He's an Ethiopian and gone now when there is an Ethiopian that i favor and wanna teach tennis to the person. But they have lived such hard lives - I am not sure they know how to accept my comradeship. I have only been around dignified people - alllll my life - because I put them there - after leaving WILMA my mother. I didn't even fuck un-dignified or even meet people without dignity - and those were choices I made. Like leaving the cookout immediately - seeing all that shit. It was scary. It was terrifying to be honest - when I am still a man who got scared. Scared on the vibes that had my body numb and my mind saying go go go get away - go go go nicely and I did. Sorry I don't like you. My body doesn't.
Did you see the GAYs from the gay clubs OMG it was just like walking in the club feeling like all dancing stopped to see me Walk In. OMG.
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