Why did I stab her numerous time in the throat, neck, and belly?
Well, first off I had her as an imaginary friend growing up. I telepathically talked to her and we were besties. Well after high school, I get on drugs and start hearing voices and had her as a facebook friend but I’m talking to her as an imaginary friend and she wants me to come meet her, so I get my buddy Ryan Taylor to drive over state lines into Alabama.
When we got to Alabama, Ryan asked where we were going and somehow like i hallucinated the address, but they knew we were coming because when I got to my ex wife’s mother’s house a girl answers the door (my ex wife’s sister) with a shotgun pointed at me telling me to get naked.
So I was robbed at gunpoint. Whatever.
Well I caught some charges for felonies in Mississippi and did a year in county jail and when I got out I stuck a kitchen knife through my heart and woke up the next day with no wound.
That’s the intro.
Zoom back and let’s examine my actual trap. I wake up after being a trapaholic blondie baddie in Heaven and dieing there, by being forced into this human Byron and like waking up (because he was asleep on the dining room table of his parents house).
Immediatly I’m begging I’m not supposed to be here threatening the Universe and Nature washes over me and wipes my memory.
Now I’m in the rthym of this save game file and i go upstairs and meet my ex wife on Facebook and start talking. She says “I’m a sociopath.” I say “Really? Me too.”.
So after forming a relationship with this woman, marrying her, moving to upstate Mississippi to attend college and plan a future, and get her pregnant, i have no idea I have been robbed at gunpoint or had an imaginary friend or any of that.
Well, I’ll save the Bonnie and Clyde stuff for another post, but at the end I had to leave school for our child’s sake and we lost our home and we moved back to the Coast with our families and tried to make it work.
But we got caught shoplifting. I bonded her out. She let me rot. According to reliable sources, while I was incarcerated she was sleeping around with men at clubs and using my PayPal account that I had since i was 15 (registered as an Australian, off-shore bank account) and eBay powerseller account to sell hundreds of fradulent items in order to buy drugs for her boyfriends.
So, my father finally gets me out of jail. And after he does my wife tries to rebuild our relationship, but I’m just learning about all the shit that she did to me. Well I’m staying over in Alabama at her father’s for a couple nights with her, and she has the nerve to tell me “I never quit loving you”.
I had enough of the bull shit. I pulled out my blade and went straight for her coratid attorey. I put the knife in her neck 4 or 5 times, then again 3 more times in her stomach, before I finally got bored and left.
Amen.
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