Im gonna keep it short, because I dont have time like you to be writing full ****ing essays.
Okay, im ready. BITCH before you ever try it again, just realize that YOURE ****ING 20 YEARS OLD. Bitch you should be out doing some other **** then sitting your ragedy ass at home infront of a computer screen talking ******** that does not concern you. BE A GROWN MAN, DO GROWN MAN ****, GET A ****ING JOB, GET A LIFE, STAY THE **** OFF ATRL. This is what people my age do, get on your grown man ****. Once again you arent ****. MIND YOUR ****ING BUSINESS, picking fights with a kid, bitch you need a life. Keep that **** in North Carolina or wherever the **** you're from, I dont wanna hear it. And bitch after I left your dirty herpes infected screenname alone, your ass was still posting immature subliminal messages, get over it, what you still mad over the homophobia i displayed in ****ing page, what page, page 4? Get over it, youre as ignorant as ever still on that ****. Second time around, MIND YOUR ****ING BUSINESS. Ahaahaha, youre acting as if im scared of you. BITCH you live ****ing 3000 miles away. What do you have over me, a few bitchy post and more post than me on this website, which is sad considering you joined later than me and CONSIDERING YOURE GROWN I'D THINK YOU'D HAVE BETTER **** TO DO WITH YOUR LIFE. But I was wrong. DO YOU THINK BEING ON ATRL MAKES YOU A MAN OR FEARED? Bitch you spend your life in forums, lmfaooo, time you get into the real world and realize when you turn off the ****ing computer youre just not ****ing important. 3rd time, MIND YOUR OWN ****ING BUSINESS. Wait but youre going talking **** about my education, bitch I completed 10th grade with a 3.3 first semester and stepped my **** 2nd semester to 4.0 and plan to do the same in 11th grade, college time is arriving, im not tryna be a screw up and resort to having a life in forumland. Go climb back in bed with your man, Im done here. Goodnight Everybody
KEEP IT SHORT?
Honey, your reply was LONGER than mine.
*Puts on my reading glasses*
Now, MISS B.I.T.C.H
It seems as though you're feeling your ****ing cookies? Well guess what? They're about to be ****ing crumbled and washed down my perched ass throat with a nice, tall glass of cold ass milk courtesy of Piggly mutha ****ing Wiggly. Now let's ****ing get it.
First off, my age is none of your ****ing concern bitch. I can be 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, and still sit on this website as long as I ****ing want to. Are you paying my internet bills, little gerl? Are you my ****ing mother, little gerl? Did you buy the Macbook I'm typing this response with to you at this very moment, little gerl? No, you DID ****ING NOT BITCH. You did not. I pay this ****ing bill, I'm my own ****ing mother, and I bought this gorgeous ass laptop, bitch. So don't ever in your preschool life try to tell me what to do with my ****ing time you dirty ass, Drake stanning piece of ****.
Secondly, it's the summer. Fall semester starts for me in college at AU on Monday. Yes bitch. I'm in ****ing college getting my education. I'm in school working on my Associates Degree so I can make something of myself. So, miss bitch, all I have to do is be a ****ing college student. I don't have to do N E ****ing thing else if I don't want to. Now what the **** are you doing bitch? Are you not on your Windows 95 giving me fever every time the ****ing beat drops? Yes you ****ing are gerl. I have a job with Wal Mart Logistics. I only have to work weekends, and I get paid a 4 figure check every 2 weeks. Do you have a job, miss bitch? No, you probably do not.
There's no way you can have a job when you're on ATRL EVERY ****ING DAY like I am sitting your naive ass in your JoJo thread, and your Degrassi thread talking about ****ing nothing. So don't tell me about my life and what I need to do with it when you're most likely living under your parents house typing on a desktop THEY bought you. Silly ho, I live on my ****ing own, pay for my own ****, bought my own car, clothes, every ****ing thing. I can sit on ATRL as long as I ****ing please, and there isn't a godamn thing you can do about it, bitch.
I love how I'm the immature bitch, and yet.
1. You're sitting here entertaining my low level of maturity
2. You're throwing out HEALTH READS (giving me Ciara stan teas)
3. You said you were leaving, but came back anyway
etc etc
There's no such thing as maturity or immaturity on a ****ing forum, boo. I don't know you, and you don't know me either bitch. You can't sense my emotions, I can't sense yours. You can't tell me about my life, and I can't tell you about yours either.
But guess what? Since you feel like getting buck I'm gonna tell you EVERYTHING about your ****ing self. Also, I'm not in North Carolina, bitch. Get your tea in the right flavor before trying to put some in my cup because I will throw that **** in your face. I'm in the SOUTH. Atlanta at the moment to be correct.
Now moving on you're telling me what I should be doing with my life? Bitch, you're 15. You should be doing the following:
1. Hanging out with your homeboys
2. Chasing after gerls in your homeboy's car
3. Going to the movies
4. Going on dates with girls since you're on summer break
5. Going out to pool parties and bday parties
etc etc, but instead you're on ATRL in a thread with a bunch of ******S, Mr Straight Guy, wasting time trying to FIT IN with a bunch of ******S, popping off late at night with a bunch of ******S, etc etc.
And bitch this is no longer about your ignorance toward gays. We're off that ****, bitch. I'm on a new subject, so you better break out your textbook and flip to the right ****ing page because class is now in session, dear.
I know one thing I have ****, and that's your BRAIN. Your MIND. I've got your existence in the palm of my ****ing hand right now because I pushed your buttons and you're at your breaking point. I got you so wounded you can't even leave gerl! You gone stay here with me exchanging font, and you will accept this beat down.
And death at you bragging about completing 10th grade with a 3.3 GPA when you can't spell worth ****. Bitch, sit
And no, you can't have it back bitch because it belongs to me.
It seems as though you're feeling your ****ing cookies? Well guess what? They're about to ****ing crumbled and washed down my perched ass throat with a nice, tall glass of cold ass milk courtesy of Piggly mutha ****ing Wiggly. Now let's ****ing get it.
First off, my age is none of your ****ing concern bitch. I can be 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, and still sit on this website as long as I ****ing want to. Are you paying my internet bills, little gerl? Are you my ****ing mother, little gerl? Did you buy the Macbook I'm typing this response with to you at this very moment, little gerl? No, you DID ****ING NOT BITCH. You did not. I pay this ****ing bill, I'm my own ****ing mother, and I bought this gorgeous ass laptop, bitch. So don't ever in your pre school life try to tell me what to do with my ****ing time you dirty ass, Drake stanning piece of ****.
Secondly, it's the summer. Fall semester starts for me at college at AU on Monday. Yes bitch. I'm in ****ing college getting my education. I'm in school working on my Associates Degree so I can make something of myself. So, miss bitch, all I have to do is be a ****ing college student. I don't have to do N E ****ing thing else if I don't want to. Now what the **** are you doing bitch? Are you not on your Windows 95 giving me fever every time the ****ing beat drops? yes you ****ing are gerl. I have a job at with Wal Mart Logistics. I only have to work weekends, and I get paid a 4 figure check every 2 weeks. Do you have a job, miss bitch? No, you probably do not.
There's no way you can have a job when you're on ATRL EVERY ****ING DAY like I am sitting your naive ass in your JoJo thread, and your Degrassi thread talking about ****ing nothing. So don't tell me about my life and what I need to do with it when you're most likely living under your parents house typing on a desktop THEY bought you. Silly ho, I live on my ****ing own, pay for my own ****, bought my own car, clothes, every ****ing thing. I can sit on ATRL as long as I ****ing please, and there isn't a godamn thing you can do about it, bitch.
I love how the immature bitch, and yet.
1. You're sitting here entertaining my low level of maturity
2. You're throwing out HEALTH READS (giving me Ciara stan teas)
3. You said you were leaving, but came back anyway
etc etc
There's no such thing as maturity or immaturity on a ****ing forum, boo. I don't know you, and you don't know me either bitch. You can't sen my emotions, I can't sense yours. You can't tell me about my life, and I can't tell you about yours either.
But guess what? Since you feel like getting buck I'm gonna tell you EVERYTHING about your ****ing self. Also, I'm not in North Carolina, bitch. Get your tea in the right flavor before trying to put some in my cup because I will throw that **** in your face. I'm in the SOUTH. Atlanta at the moment to be correct.
Now moving on you're telling me what I should be doing with my life? Bitch, you're 15. You should be doing the following:
1. Hanging out with your homeboys
2. Chasing after gerls in your homeboy's car
3. Going to the movies
4. Going on dates with girls since you're on summer break
5. Going out to pool parties and bday parties
etc etc, but instead you're on ATRL in a thread with a bunch of ******S, Mr Straight Guy, wasting time trying to FIT IN, with a bunch of ******S, popping off late at night, with a bunch of ******S, etc etc.
And bitch this is no longer about your ignorance toward gays. We're off that ****, bitch. I'm on a new subject, so you better break out your textbook and flip to the right ****ing page because class is now in session, dear.
I know one thing I have ****, and that's your BRAIN. Your MIND. I've got your existence in the palm of my ****ing hand right now because I pushed your buttons and you're at your breaking point. I got you so wounded you can't even leave gerl! You gone stay here with me exchanging font, and you will accept this beat down.
And death at you bragging about completing 10th grade with a 3.3 GPA when you can't spell worth ****. Bitch, sit
And no, you can't have it back bitch because it belongs to me.
OMG I NEED LESSONS ON HOW TO DRAG FROM YOU...THE BEST SINCE SATS JOINED
It amazes me how these girls can vocally murder most current pop stars.
No Sats, no more. I can't take all of the memories when I used to love being a chettah girl fan. I used to go in the yard singing their songs, and that's when my mom first thought I was gay. I grew up to be bi, but she knew something wasn't right
You better [Ciara]Never Ever Never Ever[/Ciara] step your ass back in this thread. Are you THAT mad at me that it'll interfere with your free time posting in this thread?
Thanks for letting me know you CANNOT ****ing take. A toddler will not ever on my time, and whenever I see you I'm pulling that customized Drake diaper you had made at Six Flags right the **** off. Right off child.
You better [Ciara]Never Ever Never Ever[/Ciara] step your ass back in this thread. Are you THAT mad at me that it'll interfere with your free time posting in this thread?
Thanks for letting me know you CANNOT ****ing take. A toddler will not ever on my time, and whenever I see you I'm pulling that customized Drake diaper you had made at Six Flags right the **** off. Right off child.
Ok, now you went from dragging to ****ING RIPPING HIS LIMBS OFF. I feel sorry for him, you scared him off and he is never coming back
etc etc, but instead you're on ATRL in a thread with a bunch of ******S, Mr Straight Guy, wasting time trying to FIT IN with a bunch of ******S, popping off late at night with a bunch of ******S, etc etc.
It seems as though you're feeling your ****ing cookies? Well guess what? They're about to be ****ing crumbled and washed down my perched ass throat with a nice, tall glass of cold ass milk courtesy of Piggly mutha ****ing Wiggly. Now let's ****ing get it.
First off, my age is none of your ****ing concern bitch. I can be 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, and still sit on this website as long as I ****ing want to. Are you paying my internet bills, little gerl? Are you my ****ing mother, little gerl? Did you buy the Macbook I'm typing this response with to you at this very moment, little gerl? No, you DID ****ING NOT BITCH. You did not. I pay this ****ing bill, I'm my own ****ing mother, and I bought this gorgeous ass laptop, bitch. So don't ever in your preschool life try to tell me what to do with my ****ing time you dirty ass, Drake stanning piece of ****.
Secondly, it's the summer. Fall semester starts for me in college at AU on Monday. Yes bitch. I'm in ****ing college getting my education. I'm in school working on my Associates Degree so I can make something of myself. So, miss bitch, all I have to do is be a ****ing college student. I don't have to do N E ****ing thing else if I don't want to. Now what the **** are you doing bitch? Are you not on your Windows 95 giving me fever every time the ****ing beat drops? Yes you ****ing are gerl. I have a job with Wal Mart Logistics. I only have to work weekends, and I get paid a 4 figure check every 2 weeks. Do you have a job, miss bitch? No, you probably do not.
There's no way you can have a job when you're on ATRL EVERY ****ING DAY like I am sitting your naive ass in your JoJo thread, and your Degrassi thread talking about ****ing nothing. So don't tell me about my life and what I need to do with it when you're most likely living under your parents house typing on a desktop THEY bought you. Silly ho, I live on my ****ing own, pay for my own ****, bought my own car, clothes, every ****ing thing. I can sit on ATRL as long as I ****ing please, and there isn't a godamn thing you can do about it, bitch.
I love how I'm the immature bitch, and yet.
1. You're sitting here entertaining my low level of maturity
2. You're throwing out HEALTH READS (giving me Ciara stan teas)
3. You said you were leaving, but came back anyway
etc etc
There's no such thing as maturity or immaturity on a ****ing forum, boo. I don't know you, and you don't know me either bitch. You can't sense my emotions, I can't sense yours. You can't tell me about my life, and I can't tell you about yours either.
But guess what? Since you feel like getting buck I'm gonna tell you EVERYTHING about your ****ing self. Also, I'm not in North Carolina, bitch. Get your tea in the right flavor before trying to put some in my cup because I will throw that **** in your face. I'm in the SOUTH. Atlanta at the moment to be correct.
Now moving on you're telling me what I should be doing with my life? Bitch, you're 15. You should be doing the following:
1. Hanging out with your homeboys
2. Chasing after gerls in your homeboy's car
3. Going to the movies
4. Going on dates with girls since you're on summer break
5. Going out to pool parties and bday parties
etc etc, but instead you're on ATRL in a thread with a bunch of ******S, Mr Straight Guy, wasting time trying to FIT IN with a bunch of ******S, popping off late at night with a bunch of ******S, etc etc.
And bitch this is no longer about your ignorance toward gays. We're off that ****, bitch. I'm on a new subject, so you better break out your textbook and flip to the right ****ing page because class is now in session, dear.
I know one thing I have ****, and that's your BRAIN. Your MIND. I've got your existence in the palm of my ****ing hand right now because I pushed your buttons and you're at your breaking point. I got you so wounded you can't even leave gerl! You gone stay here with me exchanging font, and you will accept this beat down.
And death at you bragging about completing 10th grade with a 3.3 GPA when you can't spell worth ****. Bitch, sit
And no, you can't have it back bitch because it belongs to me.
I used to go in the yard singing their songs, and that's when my mom first thought I was gay. I grew up to be bi, but she knew something wasn't right
