You women are mighty interested in my diamond, pure silver ring. But you’re willing to isolate me and treat me like shit. Body is language is key, and these girls on my plane to London and the rest didn’t give a fuck about me until I pulled that out. So don’t ever blame me, don’t ever say I didn’t try because if even one of you gave me what I needed, you would have got that ring.

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