TCS: Dressed as an older lady in the office section of the store – Kaitlin Olson unhappy to be there, tried to get me to have a conversation with her. She was so unhappy and somewhat violent, she seemed like a person to stay away from. So, I did not spend more time than I needed to with her.
I am so disgusted with all the deceptions! Stay out of my bed! I have not invited any man – let alone a WOMAN! To my bed!!!!
The reason the Bluetooth pushed the cum button, spoke in a male voice and said boobs were his favorite is because of Michael Wayne Brown. Near the end of my relationship and near marriage to MWB when we had sex he would cum between my boobs. I have no idea how many women MWB slept with while we were engaged. He slept with our agent, my headshot was on their wall, to get and book jobs. MWB is uncredited in Edward Scissorhands. MWB is uncredited in There Is Something About Mary.
The last man to ever love me, loved to see and watch my face as he kicked me. He would not knock me to the ground like a dog and kick me, he used to kick me while standing up. Sole to sternum. He received great satisfaction watching me unable to breathe, watching as the air exhaled from my lungs.
The police could not protect me which is why I never reported him. This was the early 90’s not 2018. MWB knew too many people. He had connections to people. He had a hold on me that has not left me to this day.
So, going from an abusive relationship, to years of solitude because no man wanted me no matter how hard I tried, to being ripped open, all my female reproductive organs removed to be replaced with a cum button, to being tricked with a skin suit and mind-control after being stitched from the inside out, I know with great certainty there is not a possibility for me to ever love again.
This is not a life.
I have standards. I cannot be with a man who is willing to take advantage of me. Jimmy Tan, Eddie, and other men who were only seen with me because they knew I would buy their drinks. There is only so long I can let that go on. I am not that kind of girl.
Jimmy Tan who called me in the parking lot at Target after I was released from the ER and the first car “accident”.
If you think I am changing my husband’s profession in a game you are dumber than you look. You want me to believe I saw a woman who is wearing a waitress uniform singing about She used to be mine – you are dumber than you look. No Means No!
If you think I am changing the kind of cat litter I buy because of the picture on the product, you are dumber than you look.
The fact that I have to share these personal pains and torments – is inexcusable and unforgivable.
Stop sending celebrities and actors to deliver goods to my home. I am sick of seeing famous people, who are better off than me upset, angry, disgusted, and unhappy to see me.
Why would anyone want to be famous or a celebrity after being treated the way I have? To be opened up as if my whole life is for the world to choose, take apart, edit, alter, and reinvent.
Keep your fingers, I don’t and never wanted them. You cannot alter my vision like that!
Stay out of my BED!!!!
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 