Sugar Baby aka Nwunye optimus prime

You don’t have to like me or agree with my opinions. That’s perfectly fine; it’s human. There are people I don’t particularly like either, and opinions I disagree with. Most of the time, I simply avoid them and mind my business. Every other day, this guy keeps regurgitating the same thing in my quote tweets. I usually chuckle and keep it moving. Today, I finally reminded him of the molestation allegations made against him on this app a few years ago. Suddenly, he started making threats, then quickly blocked me. Young man, I am not someone you want to threaten on and off social media, trust me. Udo!

Life is funny, @Dominicugo. When you arrived in the U.S. in 2024, you reached out because you barely knew anyone and did not want to feel alone at your wedding. Apparently, your wife was born here and, according to what you told me unprompted, you married her for papers after spending years stuck in Mexico and the UK. In the spirit of nwanne and onye aghana nwanne ya, I booked a flight from Florida and rallied people to celebrate with you. At least five people I invited attended. We showed up with love, gifts, and money. I barely knew you, but kindness has never required familiarity. I had received love, and I wanted to pass it on. It is my nature to always and consistently show love. Alot of people can attest. That's who I am. As I left your reception, I learned that Onyx had died. May her soul rest in peace. That day holds both the memory of showing up for you and the pain of losing her. Anytime I see your handle, I am reminded of her. For months, you have responded to my views with insults and false claims about me. I can tolerate this behavior from random Twitter handles. When they are done, they will crawl back to their hole. The lies doesn't even bother me. You have my number. Whatever our differences, we could have discussed them over a beer. I believe knowing someone beyond this app should count for something. I guess I was wrong. You owe me no agreement, but I deserve basic respect. I never imagined that someone I helped feel less alone would turn around and treat me this way consistently unprovoked. So I ask, if I am the person you now portray, why was I the person you called when you needed people to stand beside you, nna?