A friend of mine, first one I met when I moved to Texas, I liked her, she was kool, she seemed to like a lot. She met my then husband at the school while he was dropping off the children. She wanted me to babysit for her, so she came over to the house. We met I agreed and we did well.
I never saw her as a woman who would go after Clarence, she was the same bubbly person with us both and he made no faces at her. So I never thought about her and my then husband. She always wore short and tight clothes, and she looked nice in them. This is how she dressed when she went to the school, the grocery store, it is how she chose to dress and I saw nothing wrong with it, a person has the right to dress anyway they like without offending others. If they want to jog while naked they should be allowed, it is just the human body. How dare you arrest someone for exercising their human rights. We domestic animals but don’t have to dress them, why are things like this allowed. I want my freedom, freedom to do as I please, I should not be fined for smoking weed but can walk in the store and buy government allowed cigarettes that have been proven to do more damage to the human body. I should be allowed to grow weed, make moonshine and anything I want on my own land, don’t hurt nobody thought, not if you can help it, if my life on the line I will try and defend it. If we learn how to talk we may not carry so many grudges, and we will carry a dick grudge or a fuck to the grave, who cares so deep as to kill another over a fuck is a sad person. We have been trained it’s bad for a man to want to fuck more than one woman, it’s his natural instinct, women we have one too, we wanna fuck different men to, we just so fucking scared he will fuck someone else it has made us bitter towards each other. I’m all the woman he need is a lie, nature made, not hand crafted by god. I don’t know why he would do that to me? Get over yourself, this is not about you has nothing to do with you so please stop taking it serious and stop thinking a contract makes you owner over someone else. Their parents are the natural owners and once they are of age they have the right to do whatever they want with their own body. What age is that, the moment they give it away if sex is the only thing they need to hang onto. What about killing other people and robbing and working long hours keeping mothers away from their children making our children vulnerable to predators. If you in a relationship with someone it is nice to know who they having pillow talks with or you may get Rebecca.
The Bible wrote Rebecca poisoned her sister because of a fucking man, her pride was so hurt, her pride was so hurt. She poisoned het own sister for a man. All this came out during her trial, the Bible the law book that tells of old trials on record, war criminals and such, god was a war criminal and here jesus come knowing his whereabouts talking to others trying to strike up trouble, trying to get people to take sides and fight for his father, enlist them in his army. Making big promises if they come with him.
If I want to smoke crack take meth and chase dicks everyday, no one should be allowed to take me and lock me away, and hold me hostage until money is paid for the return of me safely if no one has been hurt. It’s ok for them to kill us but we can’t kill ourself. The fucking hypocritical nerve of slave Masser
The governments have been kidnapping people for years now. They have found a way to do it and get away with and call it legal. Fucking underworld destroying our lives in the name of legal and justice for all, in the name of god and anything they can use to keep the scales from falling off our blinded eyes and washed brains, and new Masser with new rules means new laws to keep charging the people with living their life the way they see fit. If that type of abuse can’t stop I want be voting for a head of the mafias and their henchmen.
Back to my friend girl, she wore what she liked, she wore some real skimpy night clothes to my house one day, it was a one piece, the shorts were really up in her cunt, and they were really short and very tight. She sat on the edge of the chair, legs wide open. She talked to me and he my then husband came in and laid on the floor in front of the couch and faced her open legs. I was uncomfortable as hell with the whole thing. Now if you wanna fuck say so, one of the things I admire most about The Don is how open and honest he is about how he feels. I may not agree with him, but his honesty gives you a chance to decide for yourself if you like him or not, or you go along with the lynch mob because you don’t wanna be tossed out of your circle of friends. And since honesty is not allowed in politics that mean the rest of them lie to us. Be honest and tell us how y’all really feel.
The us government is the criminals from jail from another country. I mean real criminals who cut off heads and killed with their bare hands were allowed their freedom and all they need if they would help ravish this country we now call United States of American. Mad men were given their freedom and told it’s ok if you kill for us and our people, you just can’t kill us. Ok master, who do you want me to kill, I will bring their head to you on a platter and we continue to worship that dark world and will kill to defend those dark ways.
Back to my friend girl. She laughed and looked at him. Now they talked as I went into the kitchen, if he kissed her pussy I was in the other room.
I remained humble with her and him even though I felt some type of way, I told myself I deserve to have it happen to me because I had been with a married man. If we friends I would rather know what going on than all of the secrecy. I don’t wanna get Rebecca, and knowing what’s up helps me to decide if I’m willing to remain friends with you, or do I need to cut you off and speak to you from a distance. I realize I can’t keep two grownups from fucking, and why hate one and forgive the other. I just didn’t care who Clarence fucked, I felt I deserved it, because of things I had done. There was nothing I couldn’t do to keeping him from slanging dick. My concern with him is what he brought home, don’t sneak around in my face. Tell me what going on, you got bitches out there who will Rebecca you.
She and I remained friends and still are friends to this day, she never bothered me and I never asked if there was something going on because I didn’t want to loose her or him. And then all of a sudden I no longer wanted him in my life, I’m free from a man who had a really dark side.
One evening he came home from work and kissed my lips, this was an unexpected kiss.
Next day I had a fever blister.
When she came in to visit one day, and not drop off her daughter she had a fever blister in the same place. I wonder did he kiss her and then kiss me, giving me a fever blister.
How many pussies have he kissed real deep before kissing and sucking my lips knowing damn well his mouth was nasty. This is why he needed to be honest and tell me if he been kissing someone else or having unprotected sex. My ex husband has burnt me more than once, and given me fleas more than once, he was nasty and I lost all love for him. He was a lot more than just nasty, he was nasty towards me as well and not good with the children.
I remember the day I felt like she was a Rebecca was when she and another person stood behind me and wished all my hair would fall out, I washed it back on her and she tried to wish something else evil upon me, it was then I realized she was not my friend but a Rebecca
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