If you've spoken to Emily, then I'm sorry to say, you've got quite a few lies handed your way. Honestly, everything that's happened is none of your business, but if you've inquired and received your news from Emily or her legions of friends, then you've received a tale mixed with half-truths, outright lies, and not the entire truth at all.
I've done things wrong, even illegal, criminal if you will... but I am getting the help I need, and I am doing things to better myself.
I may be disappearing for a very long time, which honestly no longer scares me. Anything I may or may not face in Prison can not be anything worse than the drama, prejudice, ignorance and down right inhuman betrayal of the past 2 months. I'm homeless, unemployed, and can't afford my medication. I haven't seen my daughter in 2 months. I've been a victim of perjury, and a justice system that in civil matters grants the woman in any relationship credibility beyond any sense of the word. I'm not hiding from my flaws, or my mistakes. I haven't done anything to hide from the consequences of my actions, in fact, my family is downright upset that I haven't even consulted an attorney until after giving a full statement and confession...
I'm handling myself right now better than just about anyone could. I've come clean. I've ended the cycle of lies. I can not say so about whom I once considered my better half. She's not the same person I met, loved, and married. The Emily / Emfrog I knew and loved is dead. I may have had some hand in killing her (not literally.. for she is alive to my knowledge...) but she has chose to become the person she is now, and she'll have to live with her choices as well.
My love goes out to you all. I've lost the respect and trust of many who coined me a friend, but the people who truly know who I am, and know everything about me, are standing by me in this my most trying of times. Best wishes to all of you. Until I know what's happening to me, I will be around if any of you like to talk.. seeing as I don't sleep but 2 hours a night now...
God Bless.









Naesse.
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Ah, pillow gun. Where danger and comfort meet. Two hundred thread count, meet two hundred dead count.
Hogwarts Live!
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
You were watching =twinkle-stah, but that account has since been abandoned and changed to this one. :3
There'll be some new work up there soon, and I hope you continue to enjoy my stuff over there.
Thank you for your patience and continued support.
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sing to life, and to its tragic beauty.
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ONCE YOU'VE BEEN HIT, YOU HAVE TO HIT 8 PEOPLE! IF YOU GET HIT AGAIN YOU'LL KNOW YOU'RE REALLY sexy! IF YOU BREAK THE cHAIN, YOULL BE CURSED WITH UN*SEXYNESS FOR 10 YEARS SO PASS IT HIT WHO EVER YOU THINK IS sexy
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On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero
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