12/16/2013

Dirty laundry pt. 2

I remember like it was yesterday. I mustered up the courage to leave him. I packed all his shit in garbage bags and drove it to his new bitch house....dumped that shit all over the floor and told her she could have him and good luck with the headaches and ass whoopings she was about to endure. It felt so good to finally be free of him so I thought. He got out of jail, came over to my house and beat me like I was a fkin man. He stomped me in the back like I was not human he punched me in the back of my head as if I were a man. He dog walked me as if I wasn't the mother of his child.. I screamed for help.. I begged him to stop..the people that were there did nothing but stare in disbelief! I knew if I called the police he would eventually kill me...the beatings never stopped even tho we were no longer together. I was helpless and hopeless until one day I found the strength to fight back!

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