Desperate – Part II
by menstrual_sweatpants_disco on Apr.21, 2009, under GhettoPhresh
Identity used for this conversation:

“GhettoPhresh”
Victim’s name:
MICHAEL
Photo:

Does this guy look familiar? He should.
Message he sent me:
What’s good with you, Can I take a minutes away from your time to get to know you? What is your name? My name is Michael. Do you think I can talk to you on a personal level to get to know you more? I am twenty one years old and is form Compton. I am looking for someone I can be in a long term relationship with so if you are interested get back at me…. and i like ur simle and ur eyes do you go with some 1 if not are you look in and i am sweet and nice i like to write songs raps and pomes and i keep it real all the time and i dont cheat i just want to be with some 1 i can be happy with so if u look n for the same get back i would like 2 get 2 know u i dont know u but its some thing about u i am feel n i dont b on her like that but i would like 2 talk 2 u and get 2 know u and c what u about if it is ok can u call me if u want 2 get 2 know me xxx-xxx-xxxx i dont give out my # but it something abut u and it Because you’re BeautifulThis poem’s addressed To you Because you’re beautiful No matter whatYou do Because you’re beautiful The sun rises Every day Because you’re beautiful The mist shrouds a Dreamy day Because you’re beautiful blossom blooms and holds Its scent Because you’re beautifulSongs sung in your heart Are meant Because you’re beautiful Reflections shine And glint Because you’re beautiful Poems are writtenHeaven sent Because you are beautifulThis is all that this Poem’s said Just in case you may have Any doubt This poem’s heaven sent To tell you You are beautiful How can one smile such sweet smiles, When one is so saddened by sorrows for miles, How can I smile the same smiles, When life brings me nothing but tears, I wondered for so long, What reason you had to smile that long, To keep smiling though troubles come, And still remain sweet and silently overcome, It’s such a mystery to me, Your smiles from heaven with glee, I adore and yet envy thee, But I’d rather you smile those at me, I feel happy when I see you smile, Even if I’m sad and lonely, Your smiles bring me somewhere, I don’t even know where,But it was you, You gave me the reason to smile, To smile with no reason, To smile for a smile, I guess life is just like that, We need not a reason to smile, For a smile is the reason itself, To rejoice and open-heartedly give thanks, I learned to smile because of you, Because your smiles bring me joy when blue, It proves how well and powerful, A simple sweet smile can become so beautiful, Smile for the sake of a smile, Smile for the sake of happiness, Smile for the sake of life,Smile because of hope left in life, Smile my friends, Smile for me my Love, Smile those same sweet smiles, Smile so the world can be a peaceful dove
My response:
You already tried this routine on me once. Figure out where the period key is and I’ll suck you dry, spazz.
Him:
ok ub can call me if u like my name is michal my # is xxx-xxx-xxxx
Me:
I think we need to have sex immediately.
Him:
o so call me if u want 2 talk xxx-xxx-xxxx
Me:
Grab yo lump, and stick in mah rump, chump.
Him:
what ur #
Me:
u look awfully familiar, michael. are u shure we didnt tawk ounce beforre?
Him:
no we did not talk b 4
Me:
Oh, I must be mistaken. I must have detailed logs of some OTHER Michael telling me he likes to write “pomes” and giving me the same pickup line. That and the fact that I TOLD you that you already messaged me once before must be what’s confusing me. I’m stupid like that sometimes. Please forgive me.
So if I give u mah # do u think we culd meet up for sum drinks & make teh sex wit each other? I want to be ur girlfriend and have a long term relationship with u at yer moms house. U seem real cute and i want to here u resight ur pomes 2 me and whistle into my vagina.
No response.
Me:
I want 2 meet u. U sound real nice. Wuts ur number?
Him:
xxx-xxx-xxxx michael
Me:
before i call u Do u want 2 be my girlfirend michael?
Him:
what
Me:
Have sex with me. On a personal level.
Me:
Answer me right now or we’re never having sex.
Me:
MICHAEL, give me ur address right nao. Im gunta cum ova yer house an make out wit chu an rub ur dangerzone all up in front of ya parents.
Him:
i dont know u like that
Me:
What if we went steady first, and got to know each other on a personal level?
Him:
ok xxx-xxx-xxxx michael
Me:
No deal. Fuck off and kill yourself you, dumb piece of shit.
April 21st, 2009 on 2:59 pm
hahahaha him again
pretty sad
atleast he wrote a nice pome for you
April 21st, 2009 on 3:43 pm
I know, I swear I almost got half a chub.
April 27th, 2009 on 12:30 am
Yes, because copy pasting 3-4 different poems without even using spaces and punctuation gets the women folk all hot and bothered.
I’ve been using the wrong approach.
April 28th, 2009 on 11:56 am
I fucking LAWLD at the poem, and the “I don’t know you like that”
Fucking hilarious
May 4th, 2009 on 11:05 am
Give some credit to the idiot, he’s persistent.
July 16th, 2009 on 9:07 pm
“Figure out where the period key is…” lmfao
August 13th, 2009 on 7:02 am
David, can I take a minutes away from your time to get to know you? I would love to get on a personal level with you and teach you how to kill yourself.
An Hero.
November 21st, 2009 on 5:30 am
OMG, the end is amazing!!
Who twisted your brain?
I want to send them flowers.