Even now as I look back at all my postings here and in my paper journal... I was never really happy!!!
I was always second guessing the things that were going on around me. I feel so sorry for you. The torment that you must have went through being with me and trying to keep all the bullshit hidden. The lies, the deceit and the effort it must have taken. Do you really believe the times where you wanted to go up north on a fishing trip or a job with Scott Schmidt's retarded aunt moving her was anything more than you fucking her? Scott told me everything I needed to know when you were there and didn't wake up till after 2pm... "Oh he is still sleeping and I am not waking him up." You are so fucking predictable.
You came home and then tried to turn that shit around and how I DIDN'T TRUST YOU? Well when you could ever become trustworthy... then there would have never been Fucking TRUST issues.
You work in the same patterns.
Stuck! HA HA! Your dumbass is now married to her!
You can post on facebook all day long about how happy you may be... but anyone that happy... wouldn't be posting about it. They would be living their lives...
I know the games you play.. you won them the first time. This time there is no game to play because I will watch from afar and watch as everything around you crumbles. She don't need my help nor do you. You do bad all by yourselves...
So ladies and gentlemen lets watch while the last curtain unfolds for Donald Whorton...
I was always second guessing the things that were going on around me. I feel so sorry for you. The torment that you must have went through being with me and trying to keep all the bullshit hidden. The lies, the deceit and the effort it must have taken. Do you really believe the times where you wanted to go up north on a fishing trip or a job with Scott Schmidt's retarded aunt moving her was anything more than you fucking her? Scott told me everything I needed to know when you were there and didn't wake up till after 2pm... "Oh he is still sleeping and I am not waking him up." You are so fucking predictable.
You came home and then tried to turn that shit around and how I DIDN'T TRUST YOU? Well when you could ever become trustworthy... then there would have never been Fucking TRUST issues.
You work in the same patterns.
Stuck! HA HA! Your dumbass is now married to her!
You can post on facebook all day long about how happy you may be... but anyone that happy... wouldn't be posting about it. They would be living their lives...
I know the games you play.. you won them the first time. This time there is no game to play because I will watch from afar and watch as everything around you crumbles. She don't need my help nor do you. You do bad all by yourselves...
So ladies and gentlemen lets watch while the last curtain unfolds for Donald Whorton...
