so he's moved himself back in a little over a year ago now . shortly after he beat me for asking to go home instead of having him masterbate to some nasty fucking cunt on Facebook and telling him as he had beaten 3 different females that week one in front of me , that if he stopped using those who he knew cared for him and playing with their emotions maybe he'd have less drama and to please bring me home. now I had already been there 8 Days spent $1,400 on his generator to keep the heaters on and electricity going a bit he had no water no food nowhere to pee we were peeing in a bucket sleeping on the couch in the freezing fucking cold but there was dope, to which he responded shut the fuck up punching me in the back of the head picking me back up by my throat smacking me across my face slapping my glasses off into the other room kicking me in my legs that are damn near paralyzed in pain all the time and he knows it six times in each fucking leg and then the dog jumps off the couch and runs in the other room scared and so as he shames me and says to me shut up shut up look what you've done to the dog and then punching me in the back of the head at the same time as I lose consciousness and sink down onto the couch without my glasses I'm blinded anyways. I hear his punk ass taking a big rip of the fucking methamphetamine bong saying oh methamphetamine wins again I guess I'm just like my dad.
when I woke up several hours later with a massive headache unable to move my legs barely without my eyes on and unable to see scared to death he's going to be sitting there ready to start beating on me again I finally get up enough that I can sit up and kind of look around I can't see shit because my glasses were slapped off into the other room and of course before he left to go wherever the fuck he is he lays out a bunch of chainsaw parts making it almost impossible for me to walk around them knowing full well the mother fucker kicked me in both of my fucking legs before he knocked me the fuck out and I would have a hard time getting through it I do and I find my glasses which he's broken again of course and I dial his number to find out how close to home he is so I can get the fuck out of his fucking piece of shit mother fucking junkie ass fucking house his house a fucking nightmares and fucking bullshit.
I secure a ride but of course he's too close to home to leave so I have no choice but to sit there and fucking seething fucking pain until he tries to bring me home the next day in which case of course he wants to get money out of my motherfucking pocket when he owes me 1200 fucking dollars into which case I remind him that he just stole a hundred fucking dollars for me the night that he beat me. later that same night he packs up his little camera bag to go fuck some stupid fucking hooker hannah cunt leaving me there alone with my dog his dog no water no food no heat like a mother fucking piece of shit after he has a nerve to fucking put hands on me.my friend comes to get me out of his fucking hell hole but of course he had gotten his check, what he was supposed to be helping me since I gave him 1400 fucking dollars but of course he took it to go get hookers and blow whatever the fuck he does when he goes through $1,000 every time it touches his hand within 24 hours in his deranged fucking mind.
anyways he gets picked up doing some dumbass bullshit after fucking Casey the fattest meth hooker ever who he let live with him and gave her door to literally lay around get fat and ugly shave her hair all nasty and steal shit cause she's a fucking dumb bitch loser and all of these cunts gave up their God damn kids all of them. and they put him in jail for a while after he gets out here so I just moving into my house and holding my life hostage running his God damn mouth taking advantage of me right away trying to tell people I'm his fiance while I'm looking for stuff that got stolen from him only if I know that he fucking stole it all from himself anyhow and set me up to make a false police report in which case I had to go fucking rectify it.
day two I already knew he was back on methamphetamines he didn't even stop the whole time he was in jail and betting I tell him he better not be here with his fake love bullshit using me leaving me a damaged mess because I was still damaged from the first time he did this shit to me waiting 5 years for him to get out of the prison cell living here by myself living in this drug out fucking life he pulled me into. he swears to God he's not doing that of course not he's not doing that he wants a better life he doesn't like living this way but immediately starts lying to me and fuck another bitches immediately. start skipping Court stops fucking taking care of anything he's supposed to and literally goes out stealing shit every single fucking day for months.
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