Here's his latest addition. Some repetitive but maybe a bit more readable. Blessings,"Angel"
My story is long and twisted and takes a soft heart to understand it. For you to understand
me and my pains. Lets start off with who am I.
My name is Raymon Anthony O'Keefe, as I write this I am 17 years of age and was born
February 14 1987. I was born in California in an uncertain City. I currently live in Northeast
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA. Where i live is a dangerous and scary place. Gunshots are
common sirens are not. Terrible things happen alot here and the people I love are not
excempt from them. I would never want to raise a family anywhere near here, no one deserves
to be born into this hellish enviroment.
I came to Philadelphia around the age of 1 and have been here ever since. Ive only
ever known one father up until the age of 16 I learned of another one. My personality is
very much so unique, so unique I have never heard of anyone that is anywhere near
similar to me. My Brain funtionc very strangely as well. I have always been silent, now alot
of people say shy but for me that would be an extremem understatement. I do not ever open up
and very few poeple have ever had th experience of seeing me "alive". Througout school I was
always picked on for being mirginally shorter then the rest and I was a good target because I never
spoke back or stood up. On a few occasions I did however, but these were cases of extreme rage.
You see, the way my parent were when they were together was a terrible way for a child to develop in.
My Dad was a smarty know it all... who wanted nothing more then to boss others around, and my
Mother was a Drunken adulterer. From the outside it appeared as one big happy family. But the truth
is pretty sad. My Mom wasnt always like this, she was always carnal and wordly like most poeple,
but she wasnt always a major drunkard. She taught me to read before I entered Kindergarten, which
im pretty proud of. my English skills have always been top notch and the 3 branches of the US
military seem to agree. I scored 98% Nationally in the section of Word Understanding in comparison
with 12th graders. So I know words well. My brothers and Dad understand this but my Mom just doesnt
get it, neither do the people who constantly butcher the language.
I went through school alone, never had any friends, close or not. No one to ever hang out with
nothing. I didnt mind really. Nintendo was new and I loved videogames. Eventually I got a little older.
And my parents bugged me to get out more. Which in my opinion is idiotic. Outside of my room is
nothing but Drugs, sex and risk of death. My brothers share the same wisdom and keep themselves
occupied safetly. My Parents began to punish me for nothing really, I never got into trouble at school
for anything, never did anything. But I would defy them for their cruelty, so they would punish me more.
As a kid who never did anything wrong I spent alot of time in my room. There was no Justice, and I was
storing up alot of hate and rage. Every once in a while some one would get it. The first time I
remember was like this. There was this Kid, a sick little brat, we were both in 3rd grade and he would
watch pornography and tried to get me to, I didnt want ot have anything to do with it. And he
had a BB gun and shot my house, he threw knives at my first girlfriend. He was and still is
a monster. Well anyway, I had a very expensive lego set, the one of the big castle and it came with
a shiney sword, now a days shiney swords are common but back then you had ot buy a 50$ set to
get one, and I had one. Now to us now its a stupid little shiney Lego sword, but to me back then it was
my treasure. One day at school in the courtyard he announces he has my shiney sword in front of
everyone. He pulls it out of his pocket and shows it around. THen he scrapes all the shiney paint off
and twists it up..... Only other thing I remember is me kicking his head into a brick wall... He was bigger
and older then me, but he destroyed my shiney sword and I was like 8. I never got caught for that and
was really too weak to kill him or anything and since no one cares about anything there it was
never spoken of again. My first girlfriend was named Charlote, she was 3 years older then me and i met
her simply becase she was my neighbor. She was about 13 when I was about 10... And she hung out with
that monster who shower her porn, threw knives at her and sexually assaulted her. She kept going
back there because she didnt know any better. She was my first kiss. And in a way, I lost my
virginity to her. I say in a way, because I was 10 she was 13 and neither of us knew anything of
what was going on and I wasnt physically able to have sex. Anyway, she moved and forgot all about me
and now she is a... major, slut. She was my only childhood friend really.
In 4th grade we moved so another place in philadelphia. In school we were just beggining
to learn multiplication and in the new school they had already leanred that and long division,
because of this I am terrible at multiplication and never learned Long Division. I missed my
critical period so now my math skills are screwed forever. If you ever have kids dont let this happen to
them. make sure they know mulitplication, division and reading before they turn 13 or it will be extrememly
difficult if not impossible for them to ever catch up. Thats just how the brain grows. Anyway at this new
house and new school I met Zack and Nick, who are the only male people who ever called me friend.
How I met them was simple, I sat at the table they "owned" in the cafateria and they pulled me into their
little posse. Zack was always a maniacle rebel.Nick was quiet and cold really. Zack was my buddy
for about 5 years until he changed and became a waanabe rockstar. Nick has always been distant from
me. My first important girlfriend in middle school was named Olga, She was a tall, blonde, blue eyed
russian girl. And was the only girl who was 'formed' in that grade. She was always more mature acting
then the rest and I thought its because she had heart. I was wrong. I asked her out with a letter, she said
sure. We never did as much as hug, because im deadly shy and she just never initiated anything.
the whole 'relationship' was me helping her out in computer class. As I always had talent in that area.
During our 'reltaionship' I was convinced by myself that I was a vampire and that If i bite her she will be one
to. I bit her neck in the middle of class, She screemed and cried. Whoops. My first time getting in trouble.
She wasnt angry with me just a little confused. We were both about 13 then. Things went kind of the same
really. We didnt do anything, would chatter on the phone a bit and I would help her in computer class.
That christmas I bought her an 80$ Golden ring with microscopic diamonds on it. I gave it to her,
called her wife, she gave it back and dumped me just like that. Keep in mind I was little and really
didnt mean anything of it... It turns out she was seeing an 18 year old who owned a BMW... and they
did alot more then I did. Poor girl I say. Yeah, she was 13 with an 18 year old and they did alot more
then I did. I was begging to get sick of this world already and started being a bit more dead then usual.
And by wearing dark clothes and by sitting out I caught the attention of a girl named Jillian. Remmber that
name because she is the single most influential person in my entire history.
I wore black because I liked black, it reflected how i felt. Shw wore it because it was the new
cool thing catching on. She had major mental problems, and was suicidal. we met because we both sat
out of a class project. It went pretty slow and eventually we started kissing. Before it got any further
we broke up... why? I dont exactly remember.. but we Did, and I started seeing this girl Traci.
Traci had large..things and because of this she was constantly assualted by the guys. I felt
lucky to be with her. One day I went to her place to hang out with her. First time I ever saw a
naked female chest in person. She was a slut because everyone wanted her to be. I made out with
her that day. Her friends came over and we all went ot the park. She showed 3 other guys all she had
showed me and done all the same things with them while I was there. She cheated on me with 3
people in fornt of me. I wanted to leave. Since then she forgot she was dating me and I went back to Jillian.
Jillian and myself got back to our rutine of hanging out alone at our house. We started to do more and more,
but never went below the belt. That is all my life comprised of for 8 months. School, her chest, sleep, repeat.
I was about 14 I guess. Not exaclt sure on the numbers as I have said beore my math skills are lacking.
Eventually without warning, she tried to kill herself and was put away at a mental hospital. She was there
for 4 months and during this tim I thought she wanst allowed ot call anyone. I was wrong, she called a few
people and I was not one of them. She called Traci and one of the guys who Traci cheated on me with.
When she was released, she apporached me and stormed out. She had betrayed me and decieved me.
That was the end of 8th grade. But Jillian would be back. At the beggining of 9th grade I met
Kristine. She was amazing in ever way. we were both 15 and she had an excellent devolped body,
blonde hair and was really sweet. But like all girls blessed with sweet frames she was wanted as
a slut and she fell for it. Kristine had been dating a guy for over a year, but the guy's family had moved far
away. Still they would see eachother... the worst part is she would Go there and sleep with him
overnight at the age of 15 and her parents allowed it. Nothing on her was virgin.... It sad really.
So much potential destroyed by this sick world, and myself. Kristine was addicted to it. She
thought of and considered it all day everyday, and I knew nothing about it. She would change all
of that.
It started out as this, I wrote letter to her going on and on about how much I liked her.
Eventually she gave into me and decided we should go see a movie. She was still dating this other
guy. We went to see the movie about Eddie Murphie dying and becoming a ghost or whatever...
She put my hand on her thigh and dared me to move it up futher. I didnt do a thing, but watch the
movie. Afterwards we went to my house just to hang out for a few minutes and she made a few noticeable
passes which I didn't notice back then. About a week later I went over to her place and we hung out in some
woods near her house, along came on of her female friends, they both smoked and tried to get me to, but
I just said NO. Well she convinced me of a way to smoke, she said she will put our lips
together and blow the smoke form her mouth to mine. We did that and to act tough I fought
the coughing to the best of my ability. My eyes watered and everything, it was terrible.
She went over into a huddle with her friend and came back to do it again. Only this time
It wasn't smoke she put into my mouth it was her tongue. That was my first ever french kiss.
I was happy with what I was doing. She was cheating on her guy she had been with for a year
and I was happy with it and I wanted it. The next time I came to her house which was less
then a week later, we went out back and she had a little swinging bench thing behind trees
where her parents couldn't see.. And she brought some of my wildest dreams to life that day
and I had no idea those things even happened. I only knew her for a short time ad she was
dating some other guy. It was the first time for a few things.
I was a destroyer of love, I came into her life and removed someone she loved and
replaced it with my sick lust for her body. After that she wrote the guy a letter saying shes dumping
him for me because she belives she loves me. It was lust, nothing more. we lusted for eachother
uncontrollably. Our daily routine was this. Meet eachother before school. Kiss a bit, get to class.
I would sleep the day away and she would do her school work. Afterwards we would go to her house and
indulge in eachother's bodies all day everyday. It was bliss, but it was hollow. I didnt care for or appreciate
the important things about her, I just wanted her flesh and she gave it to me. I was abusive to her, I never
ever, hit a girl. Never would I do such a thing. But I used cruel words on her and made her cry.
I was suspicious of her. Why? Because she had cheated on someone else with me and it was
all too good to be true. It was true but my suspicion destroyed it. She got fed up with my abuse and left
me. People took the word abuse the wrong way and have attempted to kill me. These same poeple
have raped her. Kristine was the first time I was happy and had something to look forward to. She gave
me so much, and many things I did not appreciate then, but do now. She gave me company and
support and she, unlike everyone else i have ever known, she had never betrayed me. After she left me
she got sucked into the world, alcohol and just sickness. After me she went out with a guy, who
of course screwed her immediatly, she ended up with a girlfriend, a boyfriend who cheated on her
and nothing but sex all around her. Since then she has been cheated on and abused by everyone
she has ever trusted. Guys and girls alike have decieved her into giving them her body. I feel
terrible for her. She was a great girl but the world destroyed her and turned her into a careless slut.
Kristine, I love her to this day. After kristine left me and the threats became more
severe I moved schools to a private school. I didn't only move to a new school because people
wanted to kill me but because some people ate the other school sexually assaulted Kristine
almost every day I was absent form school and she was afraid the days I was absent and the
school security did nothing to protect her. No one ever protected her, not even her parents.
Also during one of Kristine and My many short breakups I asked out Jillian again who said yes,
I took her into her basement and she did things to please me... I wanted nothing but pleasure
in those days. After that Friday ended I called her that night and said on Monday during
school we will announce our reunion. That Monday Kristine approached me asking for me back.
I said Yes and Ignored Jillian throughout the day and after school that day went to Jillian's
house claiming to have not seen her that day and proceeded to get what I wanted form her body.
I never had sex with Jillian in the traditional sense however. After that Day I went to
Kristines every day after school and slept with her. I had cheated on them both at the same
time. After a while more Kristine revealed to me that she had been almost raped when she was
drunk, I was furious that she did this to herself and was even more furious that she still
kept secrets form me. She broke up with me saying its her life not my book to read. Ironic
isn't it?
During the time I was with Kristine a few things happened around me. One, Jillian
continued to try and kill herself and up till now as slept with quite a few guys after dating them for
not even a day. That Girl Traci, gossiped and caused major friction between Kristine and I.
As it Turns out Traci had had sex with a few people and has had a few sexual encounters
with her pet dogs. Not exactly encounters.... She just did sexual things to her dogs.
I went from there to Delaware Valley Private school to make up for the year I failed
previously. I failed because I slept throughout the whole thing without a care. At Delaware
valley it takes 2 years to finish instead of 4 so I would be able to graduate sooner then
I was schedule even though I failed once. The first thing I looked for when I got there
was girls, I was only 16 and had gone through over 15 girls already, but I wanted a new
one. Remember I only slept with Kristine up until this time. I met a girl named Kate, she
was with a guy and in a similar situation as Kristine only Kate lived near her boyfriend
and slept over all the time and her parents allowed it. Out of pity Kate went with me Christmas
shopping at the mall. She has a cute and unique personality which made up for my silence. On
our final run through the mall I had not succeeded in seducing her and I was convinced she will
not cheat on her man. As we finished shopping and we ready to leave I spotted Kristine, who gave
me the coldest stare of my life. My entire body felt sick I will never forget that glare. I
turned around and there were these guys, like 10 feet tall coming for us. The bigger of the guys
approached Kate, I stood between them. This idiot thought Kate was my date and he wanted to
hurt her. One of the guys was armed with a knife, So I decided we should flee... So I grabbed
Kate by her side and turned away and walked away fast... They perused. I heard a cry in the
distance. "Please stop" It was Kristine begging them to spare us. She may have saved my life
that day in spit of all of the horrible things I have done to her. She has a place in my heart.
Since then people called my house threatening to shoot me and nonsense like that, for
what? Well they thought I had beat Kristine up. Funny thing is one of the guys threatening me
was one who tried to rape her. After this I never returned to that mall.
I couldn't find a new girl so I went back to an old one, Jillian. After talking to her for
a month online we decided to meet up at her place. We did and her friend was there. Her friend
is MT. Mt was a giddy little creature bouncing around joyfully, she reminded me very much so of
a Pokemon. At the end of the evening I kissed Jillian once. Te next day we talked online,
Jillian and I. And when Jillian left the room MT took over her PC and told me she was interested
in me. It turned to they were both lesbian because nether had ever had a guy before. Once
again I abandoned Jillian for a trophy which MT is. Mt came over my house a few times and
within a week she gave her virginity to me. It was excruciating and amazing. This is the first
time I had ever felt that someone loved me. It turns out she had stripped for another guy and
she wanted my permission to do it again. What do you think I said? NO WAY! Of course she ended
up angry with me, which I think is completely ridiculous. Back then I lived with my drunk mom
and my parents had split up, so MT and I spent all day every day alone in my room in the dark
doing all kinds of things with each other. She dressed skimpy and I liked it, she wanted to drink
alcohol and I let her. We were 10 feet under in sin and loved every minute of it. Eventually my
mom attacked me in drunken rage and in self defense I Pushed her off of me, she got hurt and said
I tried to kill her. So I had t move in with my Dad who was insanely Christian at the time.
I was still going to Delaware valley and was happy because MT loved and supported me when I
was hurt or alone. As a rule for living at my Dad's house I was forced to go to Calvary Chapel
twice a week for bible study. I was major atheist back then because I wanted to be, I wanted to
screw MT, and if God was real I wouldn't be able to do that. After time and going through a
few books of the bible I realized, this God thing isn't that bad. If God is real then I can spend
eternity with MT and nothing could separate this. And I simply prayed, "God if you are there show
yourself/" and he did just that. At the time I spent most of the school day reading scripture
trying to understand it more. The bible spoke to me, it was alive. The day after praying for God
to reveal himself I say at this very PC and said, hmm maybe I should check my horoscope, for no
logical reason, I never check my horoscope! I wen to MSN.com and read it.. "Your free time has
been taken up by reading holy scripture, do not worry you will not be disappointed" I almost
peed my pants! There it was, God revealing himself to me. Soon after that I said Jesus I know
you are there, I know I am a sinner and I want to live forever. I was saved.
MT however never was. We continued happily as normal. God gave us many blessings along
the way, He gave me the courage and ability to dance at her Prom, do you believe it! ME DANCE!!?
I couldn't have ever danced in public before, but God gave me the courage to do it for her. Did
she appreciate it? No, She complained I didn't dance enough. I soon after graduated highschool
with my diploma, she was there at my side during the ceremony. We continued to enjoy each other's
bodies and I was so happy at that time, I wanted it to last forever, We had so much uniqueness.
She would call me her baby and I would call her my Nu Mou, It was amazing. We both gave up so
much to see each other, but she Got something back form the past, and old friend came alone and
changed everything. She started talking to Jillian again, who had recently posed online as
someone else and threatened to kill MT. Mt being a fool because friends with Jillian anyway,
who slowly turned MT against me. Nothing could ruin my joy.... But it did. MT Abandoned and
Betrayed me, she broke her word, her promise and my heart.
Because I did not allow her to wear revealing shorts and asked her to stay inside at night,
don't drink or go to parties, she broke it off. Our one year and a half Heaven, She ended it
because her friend, Jillian convinced her to live for fun instead of living for love. MT is
gone and may never come back. Every day Now I sit here alone, searching for that happiness,
It may never come back. Now MT wears shorts that when she sits you can see her thing, and she goes
downtown to the most dangerous area of Philadelphia to hang out till 6am.... she is lost and may
never be found.
What role has God played in this? First he brought Kristine into my life, she wasn't the
problem, I was. She just went along with it, until she ended up the mess she is. I pray for her
I prayed for MT to exist, a girl who would want love over fun, a girl who would make promises and
keep them. This was MT until she was deceived and taken from me and the road to heaven. My Lord has
given me all I asked, Eternal Life and a woman to spend it with, but she denied this. She betrayed
me because the laws of God were too strict and she proffered to do what she wanted when she wanted...
It wasn't always so, she used to strive and struggle to do right, but Jillian convinced her to give
up. God has given me many personal blessings and miracles. My first known miracle was him revealing
himself to me. The next I remember is once in my happy days, I was on my way to MT's house and I
began to weep as I walked down the street. My tears were tears of Joy, I was so happy with everything
God has given me and what have I given him back? I could never repay him and he didn't mind, so I
cried happy tears and asked, "God what is it you want from me?" at that moment a bus pulled up. The
bus was on its way in MT's direction so I got on. The bus was vacant, except for one person besides
the driver. It was a man who was sitting alone at the front of the bus. I sat down across from him
and read his shirt in amazement! A Bible verse!! This man's shirt had a bible verse on it?! Being the
techno geek I am, I carry a PC in my pocket at all times, which contains 5 different versions of the
bible. I looked up the verse written on his shirt and it plainly said "Sing your praise loud." I wept
again. For all he has given me what he wants back is for me to sing to him? I cry as I write this..
So now I sing to him when I am alone, mostly to songs of the band called LIVE! Because they make me
cry as well. If you ever met me you would never even consider me to have cried once, but I cry more
then any baby! These personal miracles from God overwhelm me with joy when they happen and light me
up in times of darkness like right now. Another miracle of mine is once a teacher of mine was speaking
to the class of homosexuality and how she though its ok, and Boy did I give it to her in words, I
literally stood up in the middle of her squabble and said enough to sit her down. She never again
spoke of homosexuality in her class. I am known to be a very convincing and strong willed person. I
thank god for my superior skills in understanding, who am I to call my skill superior? Well if you
are in the military you may know of the ASVAB test, I took this test and in the Subjects of Word
knowledge and Word understanding I scored in the 95% and 98% percentile for 12th graders across the
nation. The marines, army, national guard and Navy bugged me for a good while to join them, but at
the time I was with MT and wouldn't leave her for anything, so I turned them down. At he moment I am
listening to the song Overcome by Live! I recommend it to anyone who wants to hear about this world
from a Christian view. God is real there is no doubt, how can I be so sure? He is in my heart just
as much as the knowledge of requiring water to live. I just know, I cannot prove it to anyone and
any Christian will know this feeling. I eventually see this becoming the Book of Raymon with the rate
that it is growing.
I am undenominational, why because calling yourself part of a denomination signifies that you
are not willing to unite with anyone who does not share the same exact beliefs as you, which I feel
is foolishness for in heaven we will all know the complete truth and no denomination will exist. I
attend Calvary Chapel Philadelphia which started out is a group of 10 in the back of a restaurant.
After enough donations Joe was able to purchase an old meter factory and has turned it into a Calvary
Christian Academy. Joe has been teaching for over 20 years and his story is amazing. You can listen to
him read any chapter of the bible by going to his site
www.ccphilly.org and going to the verse by verse
section. Our location has 9,000 weekly attendees and 3,000 students that attend the academy that ranges
from grades K-12. If you are ever in Philadelphia I recommend you visit Joe, he speaks to the heart and
to the mind for us intellectual types. There are Calvary chapel locations across the globe, we even have
a few in China. You can go to
www.calvarychapel.com and find the location nearest you. Here I am advertising
the word of God, is that wrong? I trust the calvaries because well, Joe is one who teaches the other pastors
and he has never taught anything incorrectly or incompletely.
Enough about my Chapel, When MT was with me, she gave me a big red teddy bear and we named it MT bear,
but when she abandoned me I destroyed it, was this wrong? It was a symbol of her love.... Its not stapled back
together and in a duffle bag under my bed along with all of the wedding pictures she drew and words of love
she wrote to me. These letters will make a monster cry.... She was an Angel to me but she was deceived, please
pray for her to clear her mind and pray that her will isn't done, pray that Gods will is done through her
before she is lost to us forever. I am considering contacting Kristine again to see how she is doing, but I
doubt she has improved, oh Lord please come soon and reap your harvest, we are waiting for you.
MT cheated on me in all sense of the word. Mostly with females even. Like I mentioned before
she called herself a lesbian once, until of course she had her first guy and all of them ideas went out the
window. But when me and MT were new she cheated on me with a couple girls on a few occasions. The more I think
of MT the more angry I get, because as far back as I can remember, I never treater her wrong or did anything
wrong to her, I did everything she asked and always tried my hardest to please her. but none of that matters
to her now, shes cold... I have concluded this is that exploration stage we all go through. Ive known MT
since she was 15 and I wanred her about this stage and she should try her best to avoid it... What she does
now many of you tell me to let her do what she wants, but I wonder if you know what life is like in Philadelphia?
Ive known a few girls to be raped... Ive known plenty of poeple to have been murdered and she sticks herself right
in the middle of it all. She isnt thinking clearly at all. This stage could last for years as we all should know,
and by then so many things could have happened to her that she may never be the same, she may never be happy
like she once was. I have talked to Kristine a few times recently, she is continuing to let poeple abuse her
because she knows no different. Anyone who has ever called me friend has back stabbed me. Except Kristine,
but after all ive done wrong to her, shes afraid to get close to me. What I would give for that happiness I had
knowing she would be there to meet me before school every single day. That is happiness. The way I see things is
Kristine only knows me as a monster, but im completely different now, I am a Jesus freak now. Im hoping she will
see the difference in me and be curious about it. If that ever happens awwman I may wet myself... MT for a short
while wanted to know. But the word had things she didnt want to hear, and her *friends* were telling her what
she did want to hear.
What pains me the most of all is that all of this pain, while not caused by God directly, all of this pain
is his will. I pray and pray but he will not lighten the load, I pray and pray but he will not give me peace. I
have packed all of MT's thigs into 3 bags, 1 school bag, 1 big brown bag and 1 playstation carry case. I have left
a message on her machine because she refuses to answer me... I will be away this weekend and this way she can pick
her stuff up and not even having to see me... well, when I get back and its gone.. I dont know. Whats in the bags..
A few stuffed animals she gave me to sleep with when she wasnt around, I dont want them. they Just remind me of her
lies. A bunch of Cards she wrote to me full of her lies and false promises.... A couple necklaces she made me wear..
I didnt mind wearing them because she wanted me to, but she can have them so she can maker her new boyfriend wear
them or whatever.... Also a bunch of her clothes, mostly super short shorts the kind that when she sits, you can
check out her.... yeah. Sickens me really, thats the only thing I asked of her ya know. Just keep your sex private.
I never asked anything else of her but that... I never tried to control her or had all kinds of demands, Just keep
your sex to yourself. Well, everything she has said is flat out lies, why? She tells me she hanst been happy with me
for a long long time, and just a week before that she was crying because we didnt see eachother for a day. One of the
two is a Lie.
MT refuses to have any contact with me, but she wants her
stuff back, her and her stupid junk. Anyway, I tried calling her a billion times to ask her what does she want and
how can I get it to her, but of course she will not answer. Instead she sent her friend over. Someone I know from
long ago, one of my ex girlfriends who cheated on me with 3 different poeple... Anyway the girl came over and said
"MT sent me for her stuff" So I brought her out back to show her the three bags. They included, MT's clothing, the
teddy bears she gave me and the letters and cards of lying love. I say lying because in all of them she spoke of
needing me and wanting to be with me for her life, but she tells me by mouth that she has been unhappy for months.
Unhappy for months... I dont know which is the lie... Well also in there were all of our ticket stubs and reciepts
for dinners. And my Big Sword which she gave me. Im really mad with her. She had some tough times with her insanity
and brother but I stuck with her through all of it, but as soon as the edges get a little rough o my end, she scrams
with a nice "F you." Well, the girl she sent managed to lug all 3 bags to her, Still no call from MT though. I dont know
how to explain it right, because poeple always come up with all kinds of problems that didnt exist. I did everything
Mt ever asked, I didnt accuse or mistrust her. I gave all of my money to her, brought her out to dinner... umm..
Walked to meet her after school every day... The only thing I ever asked of her was to not wear provokative clothing.
But since i moved in with my dad and our sex is restricted she decides to leave... It just couldnt be worse really.
Well.. THe girl she sent i know for over 5 years ago. This girl is pretty nasty. She has cheated on me with everyone
else, has cheated on everyone she has been with. And has done many sexual things with her dogs. And this is who MT
affiliates herself with now. Everyhting is just going downhill. She is surrounded by nothing but sin. and I am
miserable and alone.
,Raymon of the Keefe,
A servant of Christ.
