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Arrested.

He can call right now and have me arrested. Since he has so much “power”.

Ohh and to hear my mothers twisted story me want to vomit. I love hearing how she can change her story and lie. You know even hearing her defend his body bag remark, as she pulled him away from my car, as I am constantly telling him to back away from my vehicle... I hope she doesn’t think her lies will go unnoticed.. then again, my dad is dead from the lies so I guess they are pretty believable sometimes... denial kills.





Anyway, Funny how much power he thinks he has. Well we will see just how much he has.

Break down that good ole boy mentality. He may have money for a good attorney but I won’t be carried out in your body bag! Just hearing him “ I can call right now and have you arrested” like he’s someone with power. Well do it then!!!!! Have me arrested. That’s what you want anyway.. you want to continue to destroy my mom and I.. guess what.. you were successful... so I’m sure you’re busting with pride and guess where pride gets you... so I guess you will get your wish of never seeing me again either because I’m not hell bound!!

You don’t intimidate me. Yes we live in fear of our lives because I’ve seen your dirty cards, but you don’t intimidate me.

Funny how nothing was even said to him but he can have me removed if I threaten him yet he went on to bully me and over step my mom on HER property to tell me to leave.

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