Remember that one time, no not at band camp-I went to & was kicked out of church camp ok-get off my back. Where was I going with this?! Oh yes. Some of you may remember this post….
There’s something about this song that just gets me…..
“Dying Days” Brandi Carlile
I left home a long long time ago
In a tin can for the road
With a suitcase and some songs
Chasing miles through the night time
Making tracks with no time for looking back
To the place where I belong
How these days grow long
But I’m on my way back home
It’s been hard to be away
How I miss you and I just want to kiss you
And I’m gonna love you till my dying day
How these days grow long
When your sad you know I wish I could be there
To make your sorrows disappear
And set your troubles free
It’s not fair for me to be this far from you
But I promise to stay true, wherever I might be
Time keeps burning
The wheels keep on turning
Sometimes I feel I’m wasting my days
How I miss you and I just want to kiss you
And I’m gonna love you till my dying day
How these days grow long
Time keeps burning on
How these days grow long
Now I’m lost in a sea of sunken dreams
While the sound of drunken screams echos in the night
But I know all of this will come to pass
And I’ll be with you at last forever by your side
How these days grow long
But I’m on my way back home
It’s been hard to be away
How I miss you and I just want to kiss you
And I’m gonna love you till my dying day
Time keeps burning
The wheels keep on turning
Sometimes I feel I’m wasting my days
How I miss you and I just want to kiss you
And I’m gonna love you till my dying day
How these days grow long
Time keeps burning on
How these days grow long
Still a damn good song, one of my favorites fo sho. When I posted this a while back I was simply strolling along, minding my own business, expressing myself and enjoying a damn good song…right here, on this blog…MY BLOG. My domain, literally, I bought it so when a troll entered my domain and starting pissing all over it….well I was fucking pissed. Instincts kicked in and I immediately fought back and so did my friends, they stepped in and added their 2 cents….not defended me because I dont need defending but supporting me—there is a difference. I’m perfectly cabable of taking care of myself. I greatly appreciate the support of all my friends–reminds me that there are still good people in this world and Im damn grateful to have them in my life. Back when all this went down, people kept telling me to “let it go” and “stop arguing” and so eventually I shut up….for a while. Im done.
It’s my duty to call the assclown, small minded, hateful, trolls that prey on single mamas THE FUCK OUT.
Meet “proof that some people are just plain fuckwads” #1….here by known as FW1 (clever, I know)
FW1 said this:
I read your ‘It’s like this’ page and you don’t rock at all. It’s always the little pukes who talk the loudest. Fuck you. I would like to beat the shit out of you
A GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY!! Look I know that opinions are like assholes and everybodys got one but DUDE–yours is showing. Thank you for helping me to prove my point–SOME men are complete and total dickwads. So, FW1 was strolling through cyberspace, came across MY blog and suddenly felt the need to tell me & the world that he would love to beat a woman like me. FTR-a woman like me would love to be the one to beat the shit outta you with your own dick. Just saying. Since I like to argue, I responded to FW1…
Awesome. So glad you read that post and then posted a comment on a completely unrelated post. If you disliked the first post so much why did you click to leave a comment on this post? Theres a little red ‘X’ in the upper right hand corner of your screen–if you dont like what I have to say–click the ‘X’ and move the fuck on. Pukes like me are only loud when we’re provoked by fucks like you. You’d like to beat the shit outta me? For what exactly? Living my life? Fuck you. This isnt your story, this isnt your blog, in fact…this has NOTHING to do with you so if you dont like it here, get to steppin
Thanks for droppin by bitch-Im off to ROCK the shit outta this motherhood bit. Todays lesson: Respect for others and when to use the “if you dont have anything nice to say dont say anything at all” option.
FW1:
I will give you the reason why I would so love to beat the shit out of you. But first of all, let me tell you who I am. I am a 40 yr old man, single and never married, no kids. So, now before you spew your epithets of ‘haha, you can’t get laid!’ or, ‘you’re a loser, you’re single!’ let me pre-emptively strike you before you spew those things by saying that I already know everything about you. Like most people today, I have seen three of my close friends get married and within one or two years divorce. Looking back, it is clear to me this was a strategy on their wives part to acquire a baby and that’s it. Just get the sperm and split, then file for divorce, limit visitation and alienate the father. One of my friends even had the ex claim child abuse, which I found out is a common ‘chess move’ to limit visitation even more, making it easier for the mother to turn the kid against papa. I’ve seen it all. So what does this have to do with you? Very simple, like so many modern women today, you are claiming to be strong and independent, but you start your post with a song, saying “There’s something about this song that just gets me…..” This makes you a pussy, the very opposite of strong. I don’t need to find out any more about you, that speaks for everything. You cannot have it both ways, you cannot be strong, independent and ‘kick ass and rock on’, and be a soft little flower longing for your soul mate. Haha-fucking ha on you, bitch. And here is another thing. Children from single parent homes fare much worse than children from intact families, so you are at a huge disadvantage. Actually, you really are your average single momma. Just because you say you’re not doesn’t mean you’re not. What about you is unique? You’re just a woman, and like so many today, you are trying to be a man. No wonder you are single, you are a fucking little child with a cinderella complex, covering it up with a cowboy hat. Who could live with someone like you? Ok, I’m done. Fuck, it would be fun though to give you a good ass-whipping. Maybe stick in your head in the toilet boil and screw you from behind first, though. Have a nice day.
Now seriously. It’s one thing to have an opinion, its one thing to be an asshole–it’s an entirely different thing when you throw your horseshit hatred at me and my friends. Like picking on mamas do ya? Heres the deal haters. BRING IT.
I repiled to FW1:
So fuckwad lemme get this straight. In addition to beat the shit outta me youd like to and I quote —”stick in your head in the toilet boil and screw you from behind first, though”. Is that what gets you off? Beating and raping women. And you single? Shocker.
I didnt ask about you or your friends because, well quite frankly, I dont care. But yet you were kind enough to drp by MY blog yet again and spew your shit. Gonna put me in my place are ya? Pssssshh—bitch please. If youre friends are anything like the classy wad of fuck that you are then I pity the ex wives.
And yes, you’re *so* right. I invested 7 years of my life just to get his sperm. This is *exactly* what I had planned.
Im not “claiming” to be strong & independant, bitch I am strong & independant. Children from single parents are doomed? Uh huh, so Id say its safe to say you are from a single parent home. Is that what youd like to blame you crazy babble on? Its douchebags like you that make me quite proud to be a single momma. Id rather raise my child without the influences of a possible rapist.
Who the fuck are you to say I cant have it all? Im a pussy because this song gets me? Good.
Ignorant and narrow minded fucks like you make me sick. Bitter much? Christ! Get a blog and vent dude. Take your shit talk somewhere else….nobodys buyin it
You’d like to beat the shit outta me? Id like to shoot you right in the dick.
*Enter my girly RockStarMomma30 (seriously-dont fuck with her unless you’re prepared to carry your balls home in a ziplock baggie)
Let the psycho analysis begin…
Listen, “Jack-o”ff:
First and foremost, let’s address this bending a woman over the toilet and fucking her as well as kicking her ass. I certainly hope that you are on the registered sex offenders list because not only is this illegal without a woman’s consent, but it is also morally wrong AND a pathetic and insulting way of trying to “come back” at my dear friend when she has obviously backed you into a corner and you have nothing else remotely intelligent to say except to verbally threaten rape, battery, and assault. In case you did not read, fucktard, she packs heat and she’s not afraid to use it, so good luck with that one big guy. Let me guess, you are the pervert that everyone imagines, sitting behind their computer desk, watching illegal videos on illegal websites of women being raped and tortured to death all the while jerking off to it. Have you wondered why the keys on your keyboard are sticking? It’s from you spumming on it you sick mother fucker.
Secondly, You’re 40 years old, have never been married (thank God for the women out there BTW), and have no children (thank God for that as well because I’m getting a sexual molester vibe from you). How fucking sad is that? You have nothing better to do with your time but sit behind your computer screen and read random blogs by smart, independent, single mother’s just trying to find their way through life without getting attached to small cocked pions like you that have no clue on how to treat a woman. There are too many of you in the world and YOU, my (more then likely) ugly, fat, balding, jerking off in the shower to mental fantasies of beating and raping a woman, are the epitome of why many women have made the CHOICE to be single, especially single mothers as they do have a child to protect. You are a disgrace to your gender sex and deserve my size 8 1/2 shoved up your ass sideways…but wait…40, single, no kids? You may get off on that sort of thing – no judgement here my loose assholed friend. You’re 40 now, so imagine you in another 20 years…You’ll be sick fuck sitting at the end of a bar somewhere with a long handled mirror using it to look up women’s skirts as they pass by, and then later propositioning them for sex. Spank it much, “Jack-o”ff??? I’m sure you do considering your warped view on single women/mothers. No woman in their right mind would let your disease ridden cock within 20 feet of them.
Speaking of warped views, this brings me to number 3. Do you honestly believe that your friends marriages fell apart all due to their spouses? News flash, dick-lick, 42% of marriages dissolve in the first 5 years these days, and if your friends have any of the same contributes as you, I am happy for their ex-spouses. Hanging out with the likes of you definitely does not put a feather in their cap. It is also a fact that, you mentally challenged IDIOT, that many of those broken marriages occur AFTER a child is born to the relationship because the men feel threatened by the amount of time and love the mother has for the baby, and hence feel neglected. There is a reason behind why most child custody cases favor the mother, because men like you can’t handle the pressure. Let’s also address your belief that all these ex-spouses wanted was their, shall we call it, man juice SOLELY for the intent of getting pregnant with your friends demon spawn JUST to collect a child support check? REALLY? I am amazed you, or your friends for that matter, can even find your penis’ in the morning to piss. Since you have no children, I’m not amazed at all that you are unaware that being a single parent is hard fucking work. Let me guess, you misogynistic piece of shit, you are the type of pig that believes that a woman’s place is in the kitchen and that we should have nothing else intelligent to say unless it’s approved by the man? That bra was burnt in the seventies ass-lick. It is hard enough to make ends meet with 2 incomes in a family, much less be single, a woman with men like you out there, and have a child to support without government aid OR a support check from the worthless father. That, assclown, is exactly what my friend, the one that you were so quick to criticize, deals with everyday. But you would’ve known that if you had taken time to read ANY of her other posts.
Let me take a stab at your general “profile.” You are a male, 40 years old (as already stated), 5′8″ – 6′2″, dark, short hair, fat (200-250 maybe), and balding. you probably work in a male predominated “career” since you’re threatened by women or you have a desk job where there is little interaction needed with other’s because you are a fucking freak and have nothing original to say. You grew up in a 2 parent,middle to lower class, home where, figuratively speaking, your father brought home the bacon while your mother stayed at home to cook, clean and tend to the offspring. You spent your teenage years fantasizing about ass-raping small farm animals and capturing dogs and cats and torturing them to death (maybe not the last sentence, but reading your mindless babble has me believing that you could be a serial killer). You more then likely grew up watching your father degrade and beat your mother, all the while believing that this was ok because the man rules in his home. This would explain your threats to kick my friends ass. You were either possibly sexually abused by a relative or you were an ugly ass child who never had a date and were always the last to be chosen, even over girls, for school sport teams. This would explain your bitterness toward strong women in general as well as your would be fetish for raping women from behind over a toilet. More then likely you rely on prostitutes for your sexual needs and have had several venereal diseases as a result. You are, and will continue to be through the rest of your years, a lonely, sad man and will probably end up killing yourself. 9 times out of 10 though, I’m betting your true bitterness toward women comes from you falling head over heels in love with a woman sometime in the past, she did not return your feelings of intimacy, broke your heart and took a shit on it right in front of you with a smile on her face.
Suck up the pain you dickless wonder, and quick stealing other peoples thunder all because you’re a self-hating jack ass that likes to make other people feel bad because it makes you feel good to have other’s on your level. Quit being a weiner and get a shrink
Don’t even try to keep up with me intellectually. I can almost feel my IQ dropping 10 points just having to remind you of what a fucker you are. In ending, and I’m sure I speak for most single parents and parents in general…KISS MY ASS.
The end.
See, told ya not to fuck with her but nooooo, too cool to listen to me. GOOD! This is pure entertainment for me & my girly! You actually think you’re going to break us? Gimme a fucking break haters. There is nothing you can do to break us. You are providing us with a good chuckle so for that–thank you
After blocking FW1′s ip address he changed his identity. I’m flattered! You love to hate me that much??!! Bwahahahahahha You funny. You’re also ignorant which was proven, yet again
FW1:
Well, where to begin? I wish I could give you comfort by reporting that I am all of what you say: short, fat and bald I am 6′3, 185lbs and a mane of dark hair that is both thick and lush. I have had girlfriends and I was the one to dismiss them. Again, I know this is problematic because it points to the disjunction between your worldview and reality. Your profile pic tells a story in itself: a black and white photo of you and your lovechild posing sexually before the camera, pouty lips and all. (OMG! How dare you! GASP!) Yes, what more sign of narcissim than that? I already know everything about you and your husband, too. Thanks for that. Well, you have humiliated him by posting here, and in so doing, humiliated yourself. Hope you’re happy about that. How, do you ask? Because you’ve displayed the vanity at the base of every woman’s heart. Your baby as status-symbol, sperm acquisition. Kind of like a piece of jewelry, or an expensive accessory. Tell me, who wears the pants in your family? Your husband? I doubt it. How could a modern woman allow that? Do you share responsibilities equally? How so?
The reason my posts were met with such passion is because of the resounding truth to them. A divorced woman will founder in her search for loving relationships. Men simply do not respect narcissistic women. You and your friend have demonstrated that you are. So you’re divorced? What this tells a guy is that you pick the wrong men, or that even when you’re in a critical situation (like being a parent), you can’t keep the father around. Is the father a jerk? Perhaps, but again – YOU picked him!
In either case, you chose to have this children, and for whatever reason the children’s father isn’t around, as he should be. This isn’t a reflection on the men you date from here on; it’s a reflection on you. I’m sorry, but it’s true.
Remember: there is nothing so selfish as having children in the first place! After all, the children don’t ask to be born – YOU decided that FOR the child. For that reason, you owe them everything – and every possibility for success in this difficult world. By not having the father around, these kids are already at a disadvantage.
Why would a man want that much trouble? Further, just because the man loves the mother, that doesn’t mean that he’s going to love the children, nor must the children love the man! He has had nothing to do with their upbringing thus far, and, depending on your point of view, may have no involvement in their future upbringing either!
Now, you’re really going to hate this: men with kids aren’t the challenge for women that women with kids are for men! Why not? Because of many reasons including:
* Men rarely get sole custody of children in divorces at the worst; they have shared custody, and often not even that, and
* Men usually have some other “support” group to watch the kids – when they’re at work for instance.
Having children is the most important decision you will ever make in your life. Frankly, it affects your life in profound ways – including your relationships. You’re just going to have to live with the fact that your choices have impacted your own possibility of getting – and keeping – a fulfilling relationship; that that it’s impossible, but it is much more difficult. This isn’t my rule – it was here when I arrived.
Do you have any response even remotely intelligble, my little drama queen? I must admit, I had to laugh when you said you wanted to stick your foot up my ass. There are many men -most men, who intuitively and instinctively defer to women, in the form of chivalry. But this is trend is fading away, slowly but certainly. Of course, moving furniture and heavy equipment will still be done by men, but courtship is another thing entirely. So when I hear a woman like yourself say that she will put her foot up my ass, my response is, “Do you think I am so nice I won’t return the gesture”? You will lose, cupcake. I outweigh you. The altercation wouldn’t last but a few minutes. I could care less about your protestations, calling Dateline NBC, your husband, bla bla bla.
So there you have it, princess. No, I am not a psycho in some basement. Although I admit I am a weirdo, just not a psycho. No, my father never abused my mother. He was the principal breadwinner, and I grew up in an upper-middle class home in the suburbs. No, I never faced rejection. In fact, I had women chasing me, which is quite the ego-enhancer. Currently, I am taking a few years off from my position as a ship’s officer, to gain another perspective on life. As I stated before, I have so many of my guy friends divorce, I made the decision to not marry. As it turns out, 70% of all divorces are initiated by the woman, and the reason is not abuse, or neglect, or alcoholism. It is because the wife is bored. (*shock*) Additionally, courts award the child to the wife, and in many instances, the ex wife will knowingly and willingly teach the child to hate the papa. So Sad. Furthermore, custody is not based on parental capability, but a bias which favors women. Or is that womyn? In any event, it has soured the whole institution of marriage for me, and the reasons I have stated above.
So now what about you, though? You have demonstrated that you will pose sexually for the camera with your love-child, pouty lips and all? What can we deduce from this? Narcissism? We certainly can. But how will that affect your relationship with your husband? I mean, you do need him, don’t you? Or do you? Are you independent, socially and financially? Can you leave him, if you had to? What happens when you are no longer fulfilled? Are you even educated? If you don’t have at least a BA or BSc, it is tits up for you, sister. Your stuck. So what is the future for you? Looks fade away. Soon, sooner than you will like to admit, those pouty lips will no longer be marketable. The baby attached to your breasts will grow, and a new identity will be required. For you, the roles are limited. You can be a Mom, an American Mom, that’s about it. Me, well, as it turns out, things get better for men as we age. Happiness increases. Choices multiply. The properties which I own will only go up, as I purchased them after the crash when they were cheap. There is no way out for you, though. You will age, and your looks will fade. Sorry about that.
As for ‘notyouraverage singlemomma’, well, no need to elaborate. You’re screwed, too. Have a nice day.
I’m not gonna lie. I barely even read this nonsense because it’s so fucking obvious this doucher has NO fucking idea who I am. If you’re going to beat the shit out of me or “want” to (sick fuck) then you should at least hate me for me–you totally fucking missed here dude. But again, greatly amused by the ignorance! A simple reply was all that was needed.
Point proven. Some men are fuckwads.
Step off “rufus”, you’re not welcome here. In fact–you’re border line stalking.
However, lets not forget that this doucher attacked RockStarMomma30 for no good reason. She finished with this masterpiece:
Okay, I’ll bite, but let’s get a few key points out of the way first. Since you were so kind to provide a little “background” I will too.
1. My “love child” as you called her is not a product of a previous relationship. She is my husbands. We are proud and wonderful parents and share the responsibility for her upbringing equally. She wants for absolutely nothing. She has her daddy’s attitude and my “narcissistic” mouth. All the better to put losers like you in their place as she grows, which I am quite proud of. Just as a warning, if you mention my child or say anything negative about her in any way again, I will be sure to turn you in to the proper authorities. She is, after all, an innocent child and her existence has nothing to do with you. Shame on you for even mentioning her…it shows your selfishness. No, I am NOT kidding about turning you in…mention something negative about her again ass face.
2. The photo that you speak of is the result of my wonderful husband being artistic with a camera…he took it…and I am very proud of his talents as he is a world renowned artist. A fact that had no impact on my decision to marry him when he asked without pressure from me. I am proud of him and am with him because I love him, with every piece of myself. We have a level of devotion to each other that a shallow prick like you will obviously never understand as you are too damn selfish. Who wears the pants in the family you ask? Neither of us do. Marriage is a partnership, where one leaves off, the other picks up. If I had to choose though, I would say him. I am happy that he likes being a man because in previous relationships I had to be because of what’s commonly known as the “Peter Pan” syndrome where boys don’t want to grow up and expect their significant other to be a mother to them which I’m sure would be the case with you. The photo itself represents a breakdown of the “bare” essentials of a love and protectiveness that a mother has for her child – something you will never understand. The fact that you noticed my “pouty lips” is just proof that you find me sexually attractive. What bother’s you more? The fact that my lips are naturally that pouty or that you would like to have sex with me? Thank you for the compliment by the way, I’ve never really seen my self as attractive, just confident. You’re right, my looks will eventually go, but not for a while since I have good genes so I’ll enjoy them while they last. When they’re gone, oh well. I’ll still be me, I’ll still have a wonderful husband who’s looks will also have faded, I’ll still be a great mother, but most importantly I will have known TRUE, UNCONDITIONAL love. That’s what’s important…not vanity, not looks….but love, something you will NEVER experience.
3. If you would like to talk about credentials, you shallow minded misogynistic pig, I currently have my BSN and am working on my master’s. Prior to that I was a CPA for 8 years before deciding that I was sick of numbers. I still do that part time, however, during tax season. You, my friend, steer a boat which any idiot can do. What did that take? A few months learning how to operate the machines that run the boat for you? Wow, big accomplishment there. As I mentioned in my previous post…A MALE DOMINATED CAREER. What am I talking about? You don’t even do that right now though as your taking a few years off to basically get your fucked up priorities straight! Silly me.
4. I am HAPPILY divorced. You’re absolutely right on one thing though, I chose VERY wrong. My ex-husband was not only an alcoholic, but an abusive one at that. He also was an adulterer. He wanted kids and I refused because I would not subject an innocent child to him. One night he came home drunk, cracked my skull, broke a few ribs, and when I woke from unconsciousness I found him puking in the toilet where I then decided to grab my aluminum baseball bat that I have affectionately named “Bruiser” and proceeded to nearly beat him to death with it. Afterwards I was kind enough to call an ambulance, mostly for me, but I could’ve shoved his ass into a closet and left him to die which he more then deserved. I’ve heard he’s impotent now from what I did to him…thank God. The abuse cycle ends with him as does his warped version of what works in a relationship. I should introduce you two as I’m sure you could be great friends. I filed a restraining order and charges and HE, you insolent idiot, filed for a divorce. Before you come up with some witty rebuttal that I turned him that way, you’re wrong, he was a dumbass before I met him, I just didn’t get references from his previous girlfriends. You see, I was that weak minded woman of your dreams while I was with him. I looked for the wrong attributes in a man; what would generally be referred to as a bad boy. I forbid myself to be in a relationship for 2 years following him, not because there weren’t offers, but because I needed to re-evaluate what I wanted in a man and taught myself to think differently – hence the way I am now. I did not embarrass myself nor my husband by posting here, because unlike you, he is not threatened by the thought of a strong woman. He revels in the fact that I can protect myself, and does not interceed when I proceed to beat the living shit out of small brained pions like you. I guess between the self defense classes, a black belt in Tae Kwon Do, and current kickboxing classes, he figures I can take care of myself. His mother is a lot like me, and raised him to not be intimidated by women. Too bad your mother didn’t do that for you…but I’ll skip the “yo mama” insults and proceed onto my next point because unlike you I’m not going to attack your family members. That is a low blow and I’d rather keep the fight between us.
5. I’ve got to ask, you use the term “love child” while referring to my daughter as well as “mane” referring to your hair. The sixties are long gone you worthless turd. Drop a few hits of acid for me though, this definitely would explain your version of a warped reality. Never mind, your from Canada, that explains your idiocracy all by itself…Eh? You said that you HAD women chase you. Key word: HAD. You also mention chivalry and how it applies to “courtship.” Chivalry is not fading or dead, it merely just comes in different forms. Chivalry used to mean opening doors, paying for meals, defending a woman’s honor, ect. Like most species though, we have evolved (maybe not in Canada). Chivalry now can be something as simple as doing the dishes after she cooks a meal, babysitting the children while she goes out and has a little fun with her girlies, or merely mowing the lawn and taking the remnants out to the dump. Not everything is as black and white as you see it, bone head.
6. Yes, I could definitely make it without my husband, I choose not to. I am not dependent on him for anything except for his love, devotion, and honesty, which I happily return. In fact, we’ve already discussed what would happen in a divorce, and we agreed to joint custody and no child support from either side – just a monthly donation to her college fund from both sides. I do not have a Cinderella complex, a daddy complex, or any related psychological problems, much to your disappointment I’m sure. I am well adjusted and completely, deliriously happy with what I consider my soul mate, lover, best friend, and confidant. Us having a child only strengthened our relationship and helped us work better as a team. I looked for years for a man like my husband, always coming up short finding men like you. Our child is NOT a status symbol as you suggested. My beautiful and intelligent daughter only cemented our devotion to each other and added to our wonderful family. I would not expect pond scum like you to understand that. I agree, having children is the most important decision you will ever make and that is does affect you in a profound way, including relationships. How convenient that you speak of something that you have never experienced. It’s like a person with no children telling a parent how to raise their child, and until you’ve experienced it first hand you have no room to instruct. You will NEVER now the joy of carrying a baby for 9 months, feeling it grow inside you, getting it’s precious little foot stuck in your ribs or bladder, and, when it’s time, pushing it out and seeing it’s beautiful face for the first time. That, my friend, is why custody goes to the mother because technically we’ve been a parent for longer…9 months longer to be exact. You see, for a mother parenting comes at conception. We make the sacrifices to keep the child healthy. For a man, parenting comes when the child is born.
If you want to have a character debate asshole, you’d better come at me with something allot better then what you have. The fact that you posted on this again, reiterating the same insults originally meant for my wonderful friend that I’ve known since high school, then twisting them and poorly attempting to apply them to me, proves that you have nothing original to say and that you have no idea what you’re talking about. You spoke of raping and beating women in your previous posts and then threatened to return the favor with my size 8 1/2. Try it fucktard, my friend will be there with me, and, as both her and I mentioned, she packs heat and is prepared to use it. I would simply wait for you to go down and then proceed with my 8 1/2. Your right, it wouldn’t be much of a fight. I never said I fight fair. As ShredderFeeder said, thank God you didn’t…or maybe can’t…procreate. Your particular brand of stupidity dies with you (BRAVO btw to ShredderFeeder). Times up needle dick…be real or be gone bitch…and yes, that’s exactly what you are, and after this post I think I’ll refer to you as MY bitch.
Have I mentioned that RockStarMomma30 should NOT be provoked?
Or that I love her and find the way she wipes the floor with brutal HONESTY and REALITY.
So what’s the point of all this? My mission.
Dearest haters,
Search no more. You feel the need to spew hateful and vicious insults at mothers, I get it, you’re fucked up. I’m here to help. Now you have a place to spew your hatred. Right here. With me. No more do you need to seek out other single mothers and try to tear them down just because you’re a piece of shit. You like to argue and call names? ME TOO! Bring it bitch. Unlike you, my words are more than clever and equally vicious, THEY’RE TRUE. I’d dont give a shit shat what you think about single mothers. I’ll argue with you and defend single mothers everywhere simply because I CAN and its in the best intrest of humanity that I blow the “YOU’RE A DICK” whistle more often.
Sincerely-
The bitch you love to hate
let’s face it…I don’t know shit about relationships
so…step up your game before approaching my friends) they look at me like “yeah yeah…says SINGLE you” and with that look I’ll generally bite my tounge and continue to bash their boyfriends in my mind.
Single Parent Bloggers Rock;>
