You want criticism? I suggest you finish your story, I was enjoying the pain you were going through...J/K But seriously, you left me hanging. Continue. I'm a give you a little something of mines. Why Me? Such a fool was I to be trapped in his game, Fell inlove with a black man without a name, Believed I could change him, but instead I changed, After his caresses and whispers nothing stayed the same, Love? A funny word, I thought I was deep in it, Took me to his crib, thought that I could win him, Phucked a couple of times, never thought I was sinning, His so called hopes for us got my head and heart spinning, So one night as I was talking to my girl I felt sick, Ran to the washroom ended up vomiting in the sink, I felt so tired, so weak, so confused, Went to my doctor and ended up with bad news, I'm 3 weeks pregnant can anything get worse? What am I to do, I got no place to go, I can't kill this seed inside me, so I ran to the only one I know, Only ended up him telling me to phucking leave him alone, Three months passed by, I'm working a nine to five, Tryna keep it low, even moved out to the country side, Mom and dad to ashamed to even look me in the eyes, Haven't got a call from my sister or the man that lied, How nieve I was, how blind can I be, All he wanted was to use and abuse me, Now I'm a mother to a ******* and I got no place I phucked up my future, phucked up my family name, Messed up my deen and now I only grieve in shame, Night after night I wonder why me? Why did I have to take his number that night at the party, Why did I dial the number and why did I meet him up, Why did I believe in his tale, his story of his endless love...

You want criticism? I suggest you finish your story, I was enjoying the pain you were going through...J/K But seriously, you left me hanging. Continue. I'm a give you a little something of mines. Why Me? Such a fool was I to be trapped in his game, Fell inlove with a black man without a name, Believed I could change him, but instead I changed, After his caresses and whispers nothing stayed the same, Love? A funny word, I thought I was deep in it, Took me to his crib, thought that I could win him, Phucked a couple of times, never thought I was sinning, His so called hopes for us got my head and heart spinning, So one night as I was talking to my girl I felt sick, Ran to the washroom ended up vomiting in the sink, I felt so tired, so weak, so confused, Went to my doctor and ended up with bad news, I'm 3 weeks pregnant can anything get worse? What am I to do, I got no place to go, I can't kill this seed inside me, so I ran to the only one I know, Only ended up him telling me to phucking leave him alone, Three months passed by, I'm working a nine to five, Tryna keep it low, even moved out to the country side, Mom and dad to ashamed to even look me in the eyes, Haven't got a call from my sister or the man that lied, How nieve I was, how blind can I be, All he wanted was to use and abuse me, Now I'm a mother to a ******* and I got no place I phucked up my future, phucked up my family name, Messed up my deen and now I only grieve in shame, Night after night I wonder why me? Why did I have to take his number that night at the party, Why did I dial the number and why did I meet him up, Why did I believe in his tale, his story of his endless love...

You want criticism? I suggest you finish your story, I was enjoying the pain you were going through...J/K But seriously, you left me hanging. Continue. I'm a give you a little something of mines. Why Me? Such a fool was I to be trapped in his game, Fell inlove with a black man without a name, Believed I could change him, but instead I changed, After his caresses and whispers nothing stayed the same, Love? A funny word, I thought I was deep in it, Took me to his crib, thought that I could win him, Phucked a couple of times, never thought I was sinning, His so called hopes for us got my head and heart spinning, So one night as I was talking to my girl I felt sick, Ran to the washroom ended up vomiting in the sink, I felt so tired, so weak, so confused, Went to my doctor and ended up with bad news, I'm 3 weeks pregnant can anything get worse? What am I to do, I got no place to go, I can't kill this seed inside me, so I ran to the only one I know, Only ended up him telling me to phucking leave him alone, Three months passed by, I'm working a nine to five, Tryna keep it low, even moved out to the country side, Mom and dad to ashamed to even look me in the eyes, Haven't got a call from my sister or the man that lied, How nieve I was, how blind can I be, All he wanted was to use and abuse me, Now I'm a mother to a ******* and I got no place I phucked up my future, phucked up my family name, Messed up my deen and now I only grieve in shame, Night after night I wonder why me? Why did I have to take his number that night at the party, Why did I dial the number and why did I meet him up, Why did I believe in his tale, his story of his endless love...

This Is Getting Out Of Hand. From what I read, no one is taking in the others oppinion and vice versa. Why don't we drop this.

I'm pretty damn hard core! Fear me! Interesting...I find that burning men with kerosene is my specialty

Awww, that is soo cute. I wanna go on a ride too. What is EBT? .:peace n luv:.

Some say the haters, makes them shine Brings challenge, lights up their life, But in the haters mind all they wanna do, Is bring you down untill there's nothing left of you, If that is the case, aren't they low in self-esteem? Bigging themselves up, but really they just weak, When the hater expects someone to feel sorry for me, I'm really the one feeling sorry for them, They waste their time and energy on, none other then me, While I just dust them off continously, When they hate aren't they jealous of what you have? What you have in you gets them mad, But they shouldn't be, isn't that correct? Aren't they suppose to say masha'allah when they about to get vexed, My message to haters, it's alright, I don't mind, You're doing me good while you waste valuable time...

She never said she wroted it. She's just sending a good message out, na mean. Why must you look on the negative side? Even if she did claim she wrote this poem, isn't the purpose behind it much more important? .:peace n luv:.

at the end only the practicing muslims women, who didn't get brainwashed. will win. now argue all u want girls. Qac Qaac Are you telling me that suddenly women who want to have successful careers don't practice Islam. :rolleyes:

Hold Up!...Are you telling me Flying_Still and Lakkad got a thing going on. When did this happen.

Hold Up!...Are you telling me Flying_Still and Lakkad got a thing going on. When did this happen.

I agree with Lakkad and Lucky...I've been gone for awhile from this topic and African hasn't done any match making. What is the deal girl? You got these peoples hopes up.

I agree with Lakkad and Lucky...I've been gone for awhile from this topic and African hasn't done any match making. What is the deal girl? You got these peoples hopes up.

You guys are still going on about this whole "emotional" thing. Lefty, I think what the sister was tryna say was just like balls and a dick go together so does looks and cooking , na mean.

I See...

Oh...Damn...Eee. :eek:

Abaayo, He didn't make me feel st'upid , if that was his intention. And if it was his intention to get people to look st'upid he is wasting his valuable ( :rolleyes: ) time.

Chocolate.

First of all, of course a woman can be a wife, maintain a good family and have a successful career. After all women are doing it every day. One of the things I truely dislike about our culture is this tradional way of things. Women do not have to be house wifes. It is not a force. If her husband can't understand that then how understanding is he after all? I mean if we were suppose to be house wives what is the point of going to school and working our asses off? My mother and father have always and still do want me to end up with a very good career and I will. This whole house wife thing doesn't apply to me. As you can guess I put education first. And if I plan to have a family, it's a 50/50, the words "house wife" will not be spoken of. I think I said to much. Lol. Bye Now. .:peace n luv:.

M E C C A is the place to be. Everything other then that is _______!

Paltalk, thats kinda rude don't you think. It ain't his fault, prolly something wrong with his computer or something. Anywayz, Darman try to relink to this page or refresh it. .:peace n luv:.

D-d-d-d-damn! That is some sad shit still.

That's Just Messed Up Shit Right Thurr!!! I agree with Winger...Touch Down! They big and fat so they prey on the innocent, what a shame.

^LOL...Thats For Me TO Know And You To FInd Out! ^

^Sorry, I distracted a few people from the main issue of the topic . Continue on with what you were saying...makes alot of sense seen. P.S. Jaylaani, your a joker eh, when I meant don't keep your hopes up I meant by the looks. And for goodness sake I'm not married or a single mother. IF I was I wouldn't be flirting back, now would I? Hmmm.