#aron-deuce

^^talking to yourself from two different accounts, perfect for a psychotic like you.

^^^ Funny thing about this post.  When you were calling yourself Mimi you tried to convince me (as Deuce) to have sex with you and I said no.  When we met in person you asked again and I said NO so you created this whole profile just to seduce me you fucking sick piece of shit. edit:   You know what?  You were in my bed  When I traveled 2200 miles to see you and take you back to WTX with me, you shared my bed.   I learned how to give shot so you cuold have your testosterone while you stayed with me.  I made sure all your special dietary needs were fulfulled.  I took you wherever you wanted to go.  Between my roundtrip TWICE of traversing this country to see you, let you live with me a while, and bringing you back, I spent about $3,000 and I don’t recall asking you or your mom to pay anything back to me.

AT ANY TIME you could have come forward then, if it really all “was just a joke”  But no, you continued on seducing me under this other account when you  1) knew what stae I was in 2) knew I had absolutely fallen in love and had serious feelings for whoever it was on the other account.   I didn’t give a fuck whether it eas really Deuce or not.  We never discussed music,, we never discussed his career....I was too busy wondering if my husband wa going to let me live through the night.  All this you knew and you kept it going for three years.  All the while pretending to be my best friend.  What did I ever do to you to deserve that???

^^^^^You were no angel  you were a devil sent from the pits of hell, Mahalia.  I honestly wish I had never met you.  I would have rather my husband murder me than YOU be the reason I left.   You knew I was hurt, unhinged, emotionally and mentally devastated from the abuse andyou went right in for the kill, seducing me under the name of the only man I thought could be trushtworthy.....and you call yourself a fan????    You used his name to lie to and prey on weak people.

I'm writing you in case you still stalk my blog.

The only thing I really want to tell you is that it is so ironic but I talked to dues all the time now.

I'll send him a message, he will pretend to read it, and then he will hit me up for money.

I think in the last year I probably gave him about $300 if not more, in very small increments of about $15 a piece.

I have a very soft heart and I hate to think of him going hungry but I know down deep inside is probably just being used for drugs.

But still he flirts with me and I fall for it and I can throw him ten bucks and then I feel kind of bad about it especially on the days that I would really need those $10 back.

But if you were ever wondering what he was like..... that's it.

Sometimes he can be very kind and he was always unfathomably polite.

I would say he knows me about as well as you do now but he never did to me the things that you did, be sad, pathological, and unscrupulous things.

I hope you're enjoying your life and there is no real hard feelings except that I never ever want to have contact with you again.

Boi

You need to calm yourself before you float away