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| Royal Bitch: v. 3.0 |
(x)You know? I was just sitting here and going over my friends page (I miss all you guys here) and of course one of the first things I see is a post from James ex. April... And shes saying how shes left James and shit... Well, read the actual comment ( here ) and then I will break it down for you... WITH THE TRUTH of the whole matter...
First of all, my brother was never physically abusive to her... I seen her smack him and shit and he would ask her not to do that but she would keep on doing it until she pissed him off to the point he didnt want to be in the same room with her... And if I was him I would have surely wanted to knock her obnoxious ass right out, but thats just me...
And then if you look at the opening sentence, "I've left James".... "IVE LEFT JAMES"... How can some one kick you out if YOU left THEM??? Yeah, strange huh. She says she left him, but then a couple sentences later, he kicked HER and Jacob out in the cold and he didnt have clothes that didnt fit??? Well, why the hell were there clothes on him that didnt fit in the first fucking place??? If it had of been me, the fucking entire United States Army couldnt have gotten me out that door until I had my baby dressed in clothes that fit him for one, and I wouldnt have even stepped out of the house until my ride showed up... Besides, I was here that day (two fucking days before Xmas) and she had been saying all day, "Thats it, Im leaving... Im leaving here... blah blah"... And then saying that she was going to wait until Saturday??? So oh hell no, James wasnt going to allow her to stay here for three more fucking days to torture everyone elseuntil she decided she was going to leave! So he told her that if shes leaving him then he wanted her gone THAT DAY, to not waste no fucking time... If she didnt want to be here then LEAVE... No hanging around making everyone miserable while you sit on your fat ass and do nothing at all... But in NO WAY did he force her or Jacob out the door...
Second, no one EVER blamed her for causing little James problems... But she definitely made matters worse when she would do nothing but yell and scream at little James and then in front of his face love all over Jacob... That wasnt right...
And then comes the comment, "while shoving us out the door he smashed Jacobs toe in the door"....?????????????.... Ok, all you mommies out there... In this kind of situation, if your man; husband; etc. was 'shoving' you out the door and he smashed your ONE YEAR OLD's toe in the door, what would have been your next reaction? A) Laugh B) Ignore it or C) kick their fucking ass for hurting your baby... Um yeah, I would have been jumping on someones head and going straight off... They would have had no eyes left after I had got done with them, so the bitch is lying about that........... obviously...
Sooooo, did she leave James? Or did James kick her out? Did Jacobs toe get smashed in a door purposely by a 250+ lbs. guy, or did it happen due to an incompetent mom who let her one year old run all over the house, fall down a flight of about 15 stairs, and let him play with a broken lamp with pieces of a broken bulb STILL IN THE FUCKING LAMP???
You put the fucking tiny pieces together of this blown out situation and you get a bunch of exaggeration and "feel sorry for me" bullshit... I wanted so bad to comment to her post about this, especially after all these people on her friends list replying and saying oh how sorry they are for her and Jacob and thank god they got out of a bad situation... Well you know, she made shit hard on herself here... She was dirty and never cleaned up after herself... And from what I am told about the way her Grandma is and the rest of her family, they are one big(literally) family of slobs... They love to live in filth up to their necks and dont care who sees it...
Anyway, my family is not like that... She speaks so horribly of my mom and my brother, when if you turned the magnifying glass around on her, you would see that she is no Mary fucking Poppins... She had my mom upset all the time because they would get home from working 9-10 hours and the kitchen would be filled with dirty dishes, trash overflowing, food all over the floor and mushed into the carpet where she would just let Jacob run around and she would never clean up after him... And all this time screaming saying she wasnt going to clean up after no one cause she wasnt nobodys bitch... Well, fuck she would never clean up after HERSELF much less anyone else in the damn house... But yet all of us had to clean up after HER? Uh. UH.
She knows shes lying about all that she said... And my brother never got anymore physically or mentally abusive with her than she did him... I mean come on! She weighs probably 400+ and that is NOT exaggerating!!! Shes bigger than my brother!!! And he was mentally and PHYSICALLY abusing her??? Not only that but she could raise her voice to such a piercing volume that would scare animals from their home in the trees ten miles away for Christs sake...
And all those people who commented to her post saying, "oh Im so glad you got away from that dysfunctional family, rah rah" SHE was the reason we were dysfunctional, because she made everyone fucking miserable... Since she has been gone the air is lighter in this house... People dont wake up to that piercing scream of hers... People dont come home from work anymore and see a filthy house/kitchen... Its alot more pleasant around here... BUT.... We all miss Jacob something aweful... I mean, hes my nephew and always will be... That bitch cant take that away from me... And just like when little James' real mom wouldnt let no one around him the first few years of his life, I will probably not ever get the chance to see Jacob grow up... And he will grow up with a brother that he will never get to know... Jacob will never know his "other" family thats out here in the world that loves him unconditionally... We will all always worry about him because of April and her carelessness...
I will tell you guys that there is no fear to experience that compares to hearing a one year old falling TUMBLING down a flight of stairs right outside your door, and THENNNNN hearing its mother screaming, "OH GOD NO, OH GOD, OH GOD"... That morning I swear to you guys that after I had ran outside my bedroom door and seen MY BROTHER, not APRIL, picking my nephew up off the bottom of the stair case with him screaming, I broke down... I came back in my room and just collapsed beacuse HE COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED BECAUSE OF THAT CARELESS FUCKING STUPID BITCH... He could have broken his neck, and I dont know what I would have done if something bad like that (or worse) had of happened that day... And the time I found the broken lamp in her room with a broken light bulb still in the fucker was bad... But him falling down the staircase was a million times worse to me... And this broken light bulb had this huge shard sticking out of it... And where was the lamp sitting? On the floor, next to her bed... Um, hello. And she would lay in there asleep and let him roam all over the room playing??? Itd be a miracle if that poor child lives to see his 5th birthday...
Well, I am really tired of talking about this now... It frustrates me with just the thought of how things were when she was here... And she can sit around and make up all the lies she wants... And she can make a million posts about it if she wants, and all those friends of hers who have no clue about the OTHER side of the story can comment to her and feel sorry for her all day long, but it wont change the fact that behind all those words she writes and behind the closed doors of whoever lives with her that shes fucking dirty, shes a careless mother to her baby, and she has a terrible obsession with food... I give it ten years and you will be seeing her on Maury where they will be going in and cutting a wall out her of house to get her out because shes so obese. End of story.
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