September 21, 2019
Be aware, be advised: I don’t love you California, not anymore. You’ve made a fatal mistake. I don’t love California anymore. A very, real, and serious mistake has been made. I don’t love California, like I used to.
All the years of my boyfriend laughing at me because I was so fat and overweight, this truth, is unbearable, and truly hurtful.
The fact that people keep pushing this weight gain as a means and way to try and get me killed, are beyond reproach. It means “honest”, “law-abiding citizens” have found themselves, wanting me dead, and using criminals, and pushing their buttons as a way, for me, to die, and to be dead.
The love I once had for you David, is gone. How dare you chose, Brianna and Courtney over me. You are disgusting.
My former boyfriend, the real Hannibal Lecter, I, just, cannot, anymore. I cannot be seen by a man who is supposedly supposed to love me, be seen, as such a joke, that causing me something like PID, means nothing to him. I have been nothing more than a means of survival within prison to him. I am so ashamed of him.
All the years, of joy and happiness, and laughter I’ve brought people, I wish, at this moment, I had never done.
There is not a single man I know who is worthy of me.
I am hurt more than words can say.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 