I don’t think you are TomatoFace.

I’m pretty sure that you are TomatoFace.

No, it’s TomatoFace, aka Nina Lemone/the other New Year, New Friends, & a New Me.

Do you see how easy this is?

For those of you who want the truth.

I’m not TomatoFace. (TomatoFace is the other New Year dude. Fact.)

Why are you talking to TomatoFace again?

Can I interact with you?

Baracka don’t waste your time on that troll.

Just a heads up, Ugh.

Are you appearance shaming me now? I think I look beautiful.

Hiding behind a keyboard like a little pussy.

You’re a pussy.

LET’S SEE IT, tough guy. Look at the little pussy bitch playing the race card.

Do you think your pals at ClashTalk are going to be around when your head is broken open?

I wanted to apologize for calling you TomatofFace.