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 PennyAnte
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GenocidePage 6 of 11    (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11)
Wretched limbs another day with scraps of bread and yet we pray
Whistling winds means winters near that means more die I fear
I came back with a feather in my cap I was insignificant to say the least
The lot came down as robed men but they did not call out for peace
Priest leap in and raged a war in a matrix of forgotten souls
I must sleep their bones are weak the infants in graves by the door
They must see you as lesser beings they must be then brainwashed
To name a savage, a serpent, a beast to call out and be forgot


copr. M.Mizzoni
 PennyAnte
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Broken Slave
Posted: 1/19/2017 6:54:38 PM
break me down
we have broken up
you were a mirage
in a fairy tale
that needed a dessert
and discarded you fled
you couldn't be like
the rest

break me down
take away my words
leave me twisting
be absurd
In the most cunning way
you underestimate me
I will one day
have something to say



If I stand at an altar you built
or by a wayside that is barren of seed
I can count the days I did repent
taking the blame for my misdeeds

If I stand by the altar I made
in a forest of fruitful trees
I can be rewarded sevenfold
watch me heal as I fall to my knees

so ....

break me down
you have broken me
I stand in your stairwell
you discipline me
you lust after my limbs
you watch me intense
as I walk up and down
you are my prince

break me down
tell me who to be
now that you know
what is left of me

yes you did succeed
to erace a childhood
with the chemicals that kept me
misunderstood

break me down
In your systematic way
Teach me to be stoic
and existentially your slave

copr. M.Mizzoni
 PennyAnte
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Rage Mom
Posted: 2/7/2017 12:01:06 PM
Ran over the garden gate
slaps my face it distracts her from
her guilt she beats me with hate
Rage Mom with no good times

Dysfunction is her middle name
Go nuts I have no friends
No one to tell me your not right
You fight

Antagonize
Aggravated
Agitated
Angry
and looking for me


Ran over to a friends house
Try to escape her demons align
She projected them all onto me
Rage Mom with no good times.

Suspicion is her very best cue
Go wild now I have no friends
No one told why I got beat tonight
You fight

Exaggerated
Egomaniac
Exiting
Easy
to blame it on me.

Rage Mom with no good times.

copr. M. Mizzoni
 PennyAnte
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My Hands, Your Fate
Posted: 2/13/2017 11:13:33 AM
For years I kept the anger in my hands
Yes, waking up with clenched fists and there it was
A tingling from a dream that never ends

There you are with a book under your arm
A finger over your lips
To hush me
and hush I did

For years you kept me stifled by your hands
You held me back ordered restraints and left
A wrenching in a dream that never ends

There you are with the family
Your fingers in your ears
You're deaf to it
silent you are

For years decades you crippled my hands
With belittling words you stole my creativity
A humiliation from a dream that never ends

There you are pointing across the room
Your crocked old finger
To accuse me
and I was blamed

I should own everything you have
You should have been put behind bars
Jesus in me saved you
but you left me with many scars

My hands are mine now old woman
You never paid the price well
Jesus in me saved you
but the devil still cast his spell.

For years I kept the anger in my hands
Yes, waking up with clenched fists and there it was
A tingling from a dream that never ends

There you are in the first chair
Sitting next to the doctor
You said I lied
I sat and cried

For years you woke me to seduce me
Patting your lap where I lay my head
A violation in a dream that never ends

There you are like a ghost
Rattling chains in my mind
You are dead now
Thank God I survived

I should own everything you have
You should have been put behind bars
Jesus in me saved you
but you left me with many scars

My hands are mine now old woman
You never paid the price well
Jesus in me saved you
but the devil still cast his spell.


copr M.Mizzoni
 PennyAnte
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Flying High
Posted: 2/23/2017 9:03:44 AM
I think I was polite
I asked her to leave me alone
She stayed to protest and fight
Like a dog who owns the bone

She wanted to be right
So twist and turn she did
I think she protests to much
Behind the words she hid

But taking a closer look
It wasn't hard to see
She was writing her own book
Tainted with her history

Childless maybe aborted
Her sex was mile high and free
She thought I was distorted
When one might question her normalcy

Defend to the end she exploded
She has to have the last word
She was losing ground
Yes, I think she is absurd

She must have some ghosts
Her closet must be full
Her need to berate me must be
Remembering old cheap thrills

It must be fun at the layovers
With a lover at each port
But that would never be my life
With a family to support

I emulated for four daughters
A life I thought was good
So I didn't indulge my fantasies
With every other man I could

So she had Tom,****and Harry
One in New York maybe two in LA
They could all please her in one week
Or in good time maybe in one day

Maybe she subscribes to a religion
Yeah Do what though will
Because she is still defending
Like an addict swallowing a pill

She can't look past her nose
It is easier to attack me
It makes me think and suppose
There is a gallery of her p*ssy

So maybe she takes pictures
To send behind her hubbies back
To men she meets in forums
Or men she meets on flights back

I guess it's just a different life
An addiction I don't have to explain
I was happy to be a mother and wife
I didn't need 3 c8cks to ....

hide behind my pain.
 halcyon_skies
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Flying High
Posted: 2/25/2017 9:17:01 PM
There's an old saying that it takes one to know one. I believe that to be true.

The sexually suggestive cleavage pics show a need for men to approve.

Someone must have hit a nerve somewhere. Imagine some "trollop" boasting about her sex life, and coming out like new.

No health problems, no disease, no unwanted pregnancies. And a good man in her life, to boot. A man who doesn't judge her; a man who has a clue.

Life isn't always fair. It's time to stop projecting your own misfortunes onto other women, and being such a shrew.
 PennyAnte
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Stalker
Posted: 2/26/2017 11:08:47 AM
There is an old saying
Never argue with a fool
Even if they come at you
Like an old ghoul

There are some things
People refuse to accept
Because they would have to
Admit lack of self respect

So now belittle me
Because bully is what you do
If you can't find anything
You can be jealous of my boobs

I know I hit a nerve
The true colors were there to see
You showed your anger
The shrew that was directing it at me

It's not my fault
You can not accept certain realities
I wasn't the one boasting
There are no demons chasing me

I don't have to defend
The man that loves me now
Or relationships from my past
It seems you do somehow

I don't care to know why
Or about three men flying high
Or why you came here to fight
I'd like to kindly say good bye

I have so politely asked you to go
I've been trying to explain things to you
I've asked kindly to leave me alone
It's like holding my breath til I'm blue

It's felt like hitting my head on a wall
Like trying to shovel the waves
I am sure I am not capable
Of diagnosing the way YOU behave

You twisted in defense sighting Ozzy
Then said people would call him a stud
When ever you are refuted
You act like you're stuck in the mud

I don't think people get tested
Drunk to go f&ck one night stands
Your thinking needs to be arrested
But I don't think you will ever understand

You see I was talking about addiction
Nothing more until you garbled it to wit
It made me think you were objecting
Because there is a gallery of your bits

I don't care I don't want to engage with you
Again I will ask leave me alone
You can create your own page here
Go ahead start a thread of your own.
 halcyon_skies
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Stalker
Posted: 2/26/2017 1:00:18 PM
I was willing to leave you be, and agree to disagree in the other thread. But you came back at me in a subsequent post and called me a crow.

Then you started this nasty post about me, which are all lies. As long as you persist in your personal attacks against me, I won't leave you alone.

You know nothing of my sex life. You were the one who couldn't let sleeping dogs lie.

I have naturally large breasts, and I'm not jealous of yours. I don't need to take fake boob shots to catch a man's eye.

I think it's you with addiction issues, and you project this onto others. My guess would be alcohol addiction that led you to make some bad life choices, including sleeping around.

I'm free to post anywhere in the forums. Keep up the personal attacks against me, and I'll keep standing my ground.
 Cynderella
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Love heals all
Posted: 2/26/2017 1:28:40 PM
Awww ladies it hurts me to see this.

I have no dog in this fight
Everyone has a word, right
Some hurt others to delight
Just to show our mighty might

Both are beautiful, boobs and all
To bring eachother to cliff to fall
When both should stand so tall
We are all in this for the long haul

Words can heal, words can hurt
But now the laundry, is in the dirt
To some it's like watching Ernie and Bert
Word of the day:_____"Love" just insert

I hope you both can let go and heal.
You both are so beloved in the forums.

Edit: vvv
Penny may I ask why creative/writing and not the poem thread?

Thank you :)
 PennyAnte
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Posted: 2/26/2017 1:35:57 PM
What?

This is my poetry forum.

I said it wasn't catty. I felt like I was being attacked by a crow. I did not call you a crow. It was a metaphor. Like playing tennis with an octopus.

You attack. I'm not here to fight with you. My poems are poems. Just that

You are a bully. Leave me alone.

I don't have a dog. I have a cat and my breasts are real. I don't know what content you find here that would make
you think I have any desire to know you or about you or your life. I have already expressed that to you. I have asked you
to ignore my posts, stop quoting me, do not feel the need to debate my opinion. Suggested you find others that would like
to engage with you. I don't. Case by case or whatever.

You have lost ground a long time ago. Please just go find another soap box or someone who cares to allow you to struggle with them to agree to disagree. I would prefer to not try to communicate at all and just cordially agree to co-exist here in peace. Take care.


Ella.. Lovely poem. Thank you.
 halcyon_skies
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Pot meet Kettle
Posted: 2/26/2017 7:52:43 PM
You don't get to tell me where and when I can post. Anyone is free to post in any thread. This thread is not your personal property.

You're the one who turned this disagreement personal, and started up with the name-calling and ad hominem attacks. You said it wasn't catty, but you're prevaricating. I can see right through you.

If you think this creative writing thread is your personal sanctuary, where you can bash others because they disagree with you, and not have them call you out on it, you're sadly mistaken.

Your "poems" here are nothing more than thinly-veiled attempts to put me down, simply because you didn't like it when I took issue with your slut-shaming of another woman who had three sex partners in the same week, and referring to her as a "sex addict".

It's obvious to me that you're a very hate-filled woman with a sad, unhappy life. I think it bothers you to see other women happy, and with men who continue to stick by them, even when they make a mistake.

No one is perfect, and this includes you. You yourself are a bully, so you might as well own it.

Again, if you want to be left alone, you will quit taking pot-shots at me, like the ones you instigated in message 130.

If you choose to keep it up, you will get it thrown back at you. It's up to you, entirely.
 PennyAnte
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Jesus Christ
Posted: 2/27/2017 5:07:29 AM
Just His name
The nuns taught me to say
When a demon persists
and doesn't go away ...

Something is wrong here
but it is not mine to fix
I don't have to defend
This I can dismiss

Sometimes in life
Some simply are blind
Because someone has
Closed their small mind

I won't scatter seeds
Nothing here grows
In spite of her face
She bites off her nose

My words are all tangled
Twisted in her web
Strange satisfaction
Distorting what I said

You know I think
I've been here before
With someone this stubborn
Who won't shut the door

So JESUS CHRIST help me
Let this Demon be gone
I will lay this at your feet
Let the Demon be done.

AMEN
 PennyAnte
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Just Poetry
Posted: 2/27/2017 5:25:00 AM
Queer that someone demand
That safe space be made for them
but holds a fist in each hand
To anyone who doesn't chime in

Yes we have self defined gurus
They are here without much of a life
They give out lots of of advice
Much of it seems to be trite

Good God don't disagree
You must fall in with the pack
Or you will be challenged
More so by some be attacked

There were the good old days
When people would agree to disagree
That usually meant move on
Not stalk me to the nth degree

Whatever it is what it is
This thread here is for poetry
You can like it or not
But please don't blame it on me

If what I post as a poet
Makes you writhe and angry
I am simply being creative
Not trying to start World War Three.
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Pot meet Kettle
Posted: 2/27/2017 6:45:01 AM
Silly Sally
Hedged around the fence
She didn't dilly dally
She was geared up in defense

Right and ready
Ready for a fight
She's using bigger words
Equivocating
To make her seem alright

but it is simple
No need to waffle
It must just be awful
To relate with such
sensitivity
To something that is
clearly promiscuity

I don't care
No need to despair
My slate is clean
I've done the work there

You don't challenge me
I just wish you weren't here

Like clutter your hoarding words
Narcissistic you need a smear campaign
I'm not inclined to warn others
I am sure we shall see this behavior again

People like this never heal
Their feet are too stuck in the mud
The way they design their appeals
Attacks only win votes from thugs

Pathetic yes, I'm lending it pity
I've never quite encountered this before
Praise Jesus let me continue my journey
with no more abuse from her.

She is fabricating grasping
I have got nothing more to say
I've been polite in asking but
Stalking she won't go away..



Disclaimer: I appreciate all of you who relate to my poetry but none of it is about any one person in particular. Especially those about addiction and adult child sexual abuse survivors . Narcissist abuse survivors or Adult children of alcoholics or sex addicts. I have been in these fields of recovery as council and as sponsorship since 1989. When I speak about addiction in my poetry or responses it is not with ignorance. It comes from many years of trying to and accomplishing great strides in helping others with addiction problems. There is no shame in recovery and I have never shamed a woman for her sexual history or sexuality. My poem "Flying High". Is meant to illustrate that people do get a "high" from sexual addiction just like heroin. People that want to bury their heads in the sand are welcome to do so. I'm not trying to save the world... just trying to shed light on the possibility that sex addiction may factor into the many behaviors displayed by the lady in the thread being referred too.(which has little to do with my poem).. I may write more poetry about sex addiction. It seems to be that some people here are completely ignorant about it. So maybe Poems will help. Thanks.
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Cyber Bully
Posted: 2/27/2017 7:47:11 AM
You can see it in the history if you care to look
Bullies don't hide themselves they write their own books
Most that have to point and blame have their excuses
Maybe it relieves the pain of their own guilt and abuses

I see posts and comments here and on the web it spreads
I've seen many examples on different forum threads
Behind the screens the offenders can be obstinate and brave
They really are disclosing secrets that they wish to save for the grave

You see when someone comes at you like a lion just let go
With anger and admonishment for one word or two you wrote
Then with wrath they put a lot of words in your mouth to boot
You don't have to defend yourself or be lowered to their roots

They have lost the simple common sense and decency
Don't let it fall in your lap or change your grace and dignity
Sometimes you encounter someone sour and bitter too
That is this arena and thank God just but a few

I'll tell you from experience just try not to engage
Even if they stalk or follow you or try to make you rage
Even if they twist your words or make false accusations
You can rise above the salt and leave them to their imaginations.
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Escape the Offender
Posted: 2/27/2017 8:08:53 AM
He finds his worth in subtle cues
and fights against things misconstrued
Guards his anger like dog and bone
he never brings his tools to hone
an eloquenece to words alone but
spews out a venomous hate
to which he stays and lays in wait
a wish to find those who will relate
to darkened pain and in the lull
grows restless because his sences dulled
will perhaps take him to the place
where mirrors reflect no other face.
and he has to look at his hateful stance
but wishes that there will be a chance
that he may make a clean escape
from walls that hoard his deafening hate
is hurt that closes in his heart
and keeps him locked and far apart
from reality that would make him see
that pain was never born in me.
and yet his venomous attack
all though its off the beaten track
will frame him in his destiny
and keep him far away from me.
I try not to read between the lines
the cruel intent turns to sublime
and falls upon the bearers lap
and I find freedom from his trap.
I cast the clothes onto the floor
his garb of hatred remains unworn
he retaliates to the thin air
because the target isnt there

written 9/6/2008 M. Mizzoni
 halcyon_skies
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Pot meet Kettle
Posted: 2/27/2017 8:38:07 AM

My poem "Flying High". Is meant to illustrate that people do get a "high" from sexual addiction just like heroin. People that want to bury their heads in the sand are welcome to do so. I'm not trying to save the world... just trying to shed light on the possibility that sex addiction may factor into the many behaviors displayed by the lady in the thread being referred too.


I urge anyone reading this to take a closer look at PennyAnte’s "poem" in message 130, which was a vicious smear campaign aimed at me personally, wrapped up in flowery prose. I had mentioned in another thread that when I worked as a flight attendant years ago, I had met pilots through my job, who had told me that they had slept with more than one woman a week during layovers---but that despite that, I would have dated some of them, and did not consider them to be “sex addicts”.

At no time did I say that I personally slept with multiple men in the same week---PennyAnte took what I posted and deliberately twisted my words around to make me into a person who is a “sex addict”. She also suggested in her smear campaign in message 130 that the reason I had no children was because I had aborted, which is despicable, as well as false.

The other thread in question, “Found Vagina Selfies in girlfriend’s phone.” was about a man whose girlfriend told him she had slept with three men, in the same week, and had pictures on her cell phone of her private parts, which she thought she had deleted. Despite his unease, the OP expressed in his thread that he loved her and was going to give her the benefit of the doubt.

PennyAnte came in at message 105 and suggested to the OP that his girlfriend was a “sex addict”. This was based on her misunderstanding of the OP’s post, where she thought he said his girlfriend had slept with three men in the same day. I pointed out to PennyAnte that the OP said it was three in one week, and that there was a big difference between having sex with three men in one week and having sex with three men in one day.

At that point, she turned snarky toward me and stated that the only difference between the two was that the woman had time to wash between penises. Things escalated between us from there. Do not fall for PennyAnte’s tenacious insistence that she’s an innocent victim in this, and that I’m bullying her. That is a complete distortion of the facts, and she knows it.
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Everything Is NOT ABOUT YOU
Posted: 2/27/2017 9:11:32 AM
It's not about YOU. As in anything I ever knew about you or know about you or want to know about you. It was a POEM. It is about.SEX addiction. I did use Pilots, you talked about pilots as an example of high risk. Some may say policemen. Some occupations have higher rates and temptation factors. I used pilots because the title was Flying High.

I don't know anything about you or pretend to know anything about you. I have expressed that I have no desire to know you. I was struggling with you in the other thread but a lot of people refuse to accept sex as an addiction. Many people think that sex addiction is not real and they fight with you bitterly about it. You were but one example in my poem.

I don't feel the need to be a victim or not. I don't even understand your mentality that there is a victim here. I have simply asked you to leave me alone. I pick my battles. I don't want to argue with you. I wrote a poem "Fantasy" that is about a sex addict. I may write other poems about sex addicts. Please don't misconstrue and think they are about you. I'm not catty. Kittens write poems. Octopuses can't play tennis.


I mention before I don't know you from diddly squat. Let's just keep it that way. Please stop yourself.
 halcyon_skies
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Everything Is NOT ABOUT YOU
Posted: 2/27/2017 11:08:52 AM
Again, you're prevaricating. You're bound and determined to insist your "poem" wasn't written about me, but I know better, and I think others reading it know better, too.

That line about my having no children because I aborted was definitely a slam written about me, and had nothing to do with sex addiction.

I don't care if you don't want to know anything about me. You can rest assured that the feeling is mutual. I only wish to get to know posters who are rational and capable of reason, and are not blinded by their own predjudices.

And this makes no sense:


Many people think that sex addiction is not real and they fight with you bitterly about it.


Perhaps you meant to convey that people fight bitterly with YOU (PennyAnte) about it. I merely expressed that I didn't think you were in the position to make the determination that someone is a sex addict, since you are not a trained mental health professional.

I never once suggested that sex addiction didn't exist---in fact, I gave Ozzy, who repeatedly cheats on his wife, as an example. His wife, Sharon told him to get help for his sex addiction or she'd divorce him. I don't think that marriage has any similarities to the OP's situation with his girlfriend.
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Everything Is NOT ABOUT YOU
Posted: 2/27/2017 12:20:54 PM
Holy Jesus. Holy JESUS CHRIST!

It's gonna go on?

I don't know if you have ten kids. I don't know you.

I know someone who aborted her children, three of them
She is childless now in her sixties and regrets it
She aborted them because she was ****ing marrieds
and addicted to sex.

Yes, I have heard enablers and addicts themselves in the throws
of their addictions argue, deny, stress and repeat that they have no problem.
I hear it over and again.
It is the first step.. to make the admission. It is the hardest step.

The first part of that poem "Flying High" is about dealing with the addict
In an intervention. The defiance. How they want to make their behavior normal
when it is clearly making their lives unmanageable

After that I use a scenario like you did, and in reference to my title
Perhaps flying "high" is just a different lifestyle...
which it was compared to mine.
So what I may think is an addiction is a way of life to other singles
perfectly acceptable and common... but I see a problem, an extreme, nothing moderate.

I ended again referring to the addict who can not and will not
look "past her nose" Thinking she has no problem, wants no 12 step help
Attacks the people that want to help them.

It was a POEM..

Please stop harassing me.

Take care and move on.
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Everything Is NOT ABOUT YOU
Posted: 2/27/2017 12:57:48 PM
I am not trying to harass you---I was trying to reason with you.

But I see it is pointless. You obviously don't have the intellect or maturity to be able to reason.

You're like a little child who claps her hands over her ears and screams, "Na Na Na Na, Na I can't hear you!"

I hope you get the psychiatric help you obvious need. You are one miserable woman.
 PennyAnte
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Everything Is NOT ABOUT YOU
Posted: 2/27/2017 1:26:43 PM
You have been unreasonable. You didn't try to reason with me. You were mean. You are harassing me now and with a vengeance.

I am very smart. What is pointless is that you have tried to continue to communicate with me when I have gently asked you many many times to stop. To leave me alone.

You are not listening. You are being childlike. You are leaving claw marks here when I have asked you to let go. Let it go. You are beating a dead horse.

I am not the one acting like a child. You are projecting. You are imagining things here that are not true. Personalizing things that are not about you and making crude accusations about me, my breasts, my sex life, my alcoholism. You have been callous and vicious.

Your narcissistic gas lighting tactics do not work on me. Please go and get your supply somewhere else. I am sure there is someone else you can feed off of that might like to play your games for attention. I don't like it and don't appreciate your attention at all.

So now you are the one that is qualified to diagnose who needs psychiatric care? Really?
You're a hypocrite
and you continue to bully me.

I heard you
I read all of your comments
I can't get away from you.
You are relentless and cruel

I've been here since 2007 and have never had someone come at me with this kind of brutality
I am somewhat amazed, aghast but no longer surprised by your scorching remarks and ridiculous retorts.
No I am not your victim
But you may have become a victim of your own stupidity in revealing how mean you truly are.

Please stop. Again. I am asking you to leave me alone. Take care, Have a good life, May no misfortunes befall you and may the scales of karma make your soul right. Seven fold.
 halcyon_skies
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Everything Is NOT ABOUT YOU
Posted: 2/27/2017 2:43:55 PM

I heard you
I read all of your comments
I can't get away from you.
You are relentless and cruel

I've been here since 2007 and have never had someone come at me with this kind of brutality
I am somewhat amazed, aghast but no longer surprised by your scorching remarks and ridiculous retorts.
No I am not your victim
But you may have become a victim of your own stupidity in revealing how mean you truly are.

Please stop. Again. I am asking you to leave me alone. Take care, Have a good life, May no misfortunes befall you and may the scales of karma make your soul right. Seven fold.


You must be looking in your own mirror. I am the one who is cruel? After you stated I was childless because I aborted in your "poem"?

Well, don't worry, hun. Karma already started getting even with you long before I ever came upon the scene.

I'll leave you alone with her now.
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Posted: 2/27/2017 3:07:34 PM
What the f*ck are you talking about? I never said anything about any of your children. Hun? Stop PUKING on my poetry forum please. You are embarrassing yourself now. You are crazy, acting obsessed and out of control. Get a grip. I'm not worried. I've dealt with NPD before. You should be worried about the display you have made of yourself here. It's pathetic. You're attacks are becoming more and more tragic. You should stop yourself. Only someone with borderline problems would be expending this much energy to argue to this extreme about nothing.
You made your point 100 times. So what. Why continue to call me names and be here to aggravate me. I am no longer agitated nor can I say I ever was. I am being amused at this point that you would take it this far. You have lost a few marbles here. Good luck finding them.

"I'll leave you alone " Praise JESUS!! Thank you. If you had one ounce of integrity you would have done that the first time I asked you to. I've asked you over 15 times in these exchanges to get away from me.. Now you can no longer hide your hideous nature so please just be a woman of your word and LEAVE ME ALONE.

Thank you and Good Day.
 halcyon_skies
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Posted: 2/27/2017 3:42:31 PM
PennyAnte, message 130:


Childless maybe aborted
Her sex was mile high and free
She thought I was distorted
When one might question her normalcy


A member of the mile high club simply because I worked as a flight attendant????

Childless maybe aborted????

Meoooow! You're not only distorted, you're sick and vindictive---but keep right on denying that you leveled this personal attack at me. It still won't make it fact.

I do hope Karma gives you your just desserts. You so deserve them.

Tootaloo
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