Me right now.
If it wasn’t for the STDS I’d be with you
If it wasn’t for the STDS I’d be with you
Good afternoon Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I was seeing this gal for like a whole 6 months right.
And within this time she brought me like 6 different STDs that I no of.
But every time that I told her that it was her that gave me the new std she’d say it was me who gave her it.
I mean like this bitch didn’t even know she had an std until I said something that’s how I know she be lying to my face.
And yesterday was my last straw trying to get her to admit that she gave me syphilis which she told me that I must be give her syphilis this time.
Is it possible to press charges against someone for knowingly or unknowingly giving a person a venereal disease?
Because I really need this gal lock up. And before you ask I don’t like condoms because I is break out with all kinds of rash on my tingum when I is use condoms.
But I only is go skin to skin if the gal swear to me that she don’t have nothing.
And I is make them swear to God so I no I’m safe. So what y’all think I should do to her while she in the corner looking at me like dried up baby bird?
Page Reply:
Don’t do anything. Just find someone that you can be safe with.
Choose your friends like you choose your shoe size.
A lot of people who you be seeing continue to suffer for years, is be…
A lot of people who you be seeing continue to suffer for years, is be having a generational curse on they family, & we don’t even be knowing it…
Prison changed him
Prison changed him
Good morning Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous. I no that it’s to early for this but I’m shocked that this boy could even fix his mouth like this. He wrote me a poem from prison after the way he been beating my ass for breakfast lunch and dinner when we were together when he was out.
This is the poem that he wrote me I guess he forgot that he broke my jaw before to over his watch that I tried to take back from him after I found out that he was cheating with his baby mama again from Big Pawn.
This his psychopath poem here he sent to my phone from this number. 1(242)805-009X
The Heart That Sung A Song
I’m a changed man, recovering from all of my faults.
No longer a hostage, to all of my thoughts.
Though the days, pass away like breezes blowing through the trees.
Five times a day now, I’m on my knees, with my head bow down facing the east.
Though these niggas want to gang me, because they’ve been consuming too much red meat.
I’ve built a shank with the tool I used to brush my teeth.
Baby I love you please take me back.
My heart sings for you, can you bring me some snacks?
I’ve changed, I’ve changed, I’m a changed man.
Never again will I try to strangle you with one hand.
I swear, I don’t beat woman no more.
And I’ve noticed, that you don’t come to the court no more.
I guess you’ve got a man living there now.
Well make sure that he’s long gone when I get out, or my gun will go pow.
I just want you to know that I love you, and I miss you, butterflies sing.
With the material I found in prison I made you an engagement ring.
And now I’m asking you will you be my wife.
You can see I’ve changed my life.
Will you be my wife and marry me.
To see everybody else having visitors except for me, is such a tragedy.
How is my baby doing, tell her happy birthday I know she turned 10.
Dreaming of us being a family again, is making my heart sing.
Let’s go to Mecca together, as a black Muslim family.
Your job can pay for it, seeing that you work for government, at the BTVI academy.
6 YEARS 3 MONTHS AND 71.4 HOUR’S TO GO, AND I’LL BE FREE.
With my heart singing, because you again, will be with me.
The End.
Now I know that somebody in his cell wrote this here poem for him because he can’t even read or write. So I know that he’s not meaning me in this poem thing. And my boyfriend said he could see my baby daddy ain’t change talking about his gun going pow when he gets out. His letter was kinda sweet though. I felt some kinda connection with it. But he lying he don’t love me.
Page Reply:
Both of y’all sounds toxic.
God can fix it.
God can fix it. Just believe & step forward anyway, as though it has manifested in your life already…
PTL Everyone
PTL Everyone
If you live in the Golden Isles Constituency and are unemployed, please register at the Constituency Office on Bacardi Rd. You can also call 603-1757, 603-0607 or email us at [email protected]
I hope that you remembered to pray for someone else other than…
I hope that you remembered to pray for someone else other than yourself today. That’s spiritual health. Today I prayed for the health of those who wish me ill health.
