
Kevan, Kevan, Kevan...you don't know the half of what you've gotten yourself into. Since you like to go on blogs and talk shit and tell lies, I'll just expose you on mine!
Kevan a.k.a. Ghostwriter, Hater #1, Truth, Mystery, King, Cavs Player, M. Kiffin, Ray Mysterio, etc....Are all those made-up names actually your schizo personalities? Where was all this mouth on Saturday when you were staring at me in the club? I mean, you were blogging your ass off yesterday! All those posts under all those different aliases, sheesh! Why you so mad boo? Maybe it's because when you tried to holla at Rob behind my back he blew you off and told me! Kevan you're pathetic. You try to mess with everybody's man. You a back door bitch! Nobody wants that raggedy coochie so you creep in and try to get the next girl's sloppy seconds. You're a pathological liar, sociopath, psycho, follower, groupie, thief, eviction queen, and plain miserable. A diagnosed bi-polar who actually thinks its funny to be nuts! You stay posted at XO praying for a ball player to look your way and save your sorry ass. You like to go shopping, huh? Well try paying some rent! You stay getting evicted! Don't believe me? I have all your civil case numbers sitting right here: CV-08-658159 is one of them! Oh, you a bourgeois chick who loves designer bags? Yeah I know...you love Gucci so much that you went to jail for it! (criminal case number CR-00-388557-ZA, attempted theft and burglary charges from when you attended Akron U and stole money from your job). How was that 30 day jail stint babycakes? You're a true triflin tramp who didn't even know who your son's daddy was. Exactly how long did it take for you to figure out his dad was some random 50 year old married Puerto Rican man? I wonder how your daughter's father is gonna feel when he finds out he ain't really the daddy either. How does Joe feel about you tattooing his name on your wrist? Oh, that's right. He left your ass in the dust months ago...way before you got that tat! Guess it didn't take him long to see you ain't wrapped to tight.
I could say so much more but this is more than enough. You barked up the wrong tree and tried to screw over the wrong ones this time! Keep lying if you want to but... we don't believe you, you need more people! I really wanna laugh at you cause your life is such a joke! But this is too sad for me to even get any pleasure from the laughter! You get a "Bitch please!", an emergeny trip to your doc so that he can double the dosage on your bi-polar meds, and a prayer.
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