Why I Had To Move
So on heres whats happened on Sunday sept 6 at about 11 pm I had fill out the booking form with a sherriffs name, number to the sherriffs office and his email business (sherriffs) email address, said he saw my ad on adult look, wanted an hr visit, at 2 am.
Needless to say that flipped my shit out ok, so im gonna tell you the events that led up to my moving out…ok so I have platonic male friend, nothing about work ok, he introduced me to another girl friend of his, that’s a provider also lived in the same place, above me…well things were cool for a lil while between her and I. then she started asking me if I had talked to our friend, and im like nooo….he does his own thing, I may see him once or twice, then I wont see him for awhile, that’s his normal right….so…one day I had just finished getting me some right…personal…cuz I don’t it while working sooo…I gotta get it from somewhere…ok so he JUST walked out the door
Then all of a sudden, this bitch is CALLING my work number, which I cant answer anyways, THEN she TEXTS my work number, THEN she CALLED THE ROOM NUMBER AND THENNNNN SHES AT MY FUCKING DOOR BANGING ON MY DOOR ….RIGHT…UMMM I GO TO FIPPING THE FUCK OUT ON HER!!! I MEAN, I havent even MOVED from the actiivities, i mean dayyymn, I aint wanting to move yet lmao…not even dressed….and wtf shes a provider, so to speak, I guess but fuck man, he just walked out the door I mean literally, wtf what if there WAS a client there, got damn right…so I wnet the fuck off….cunt what the fuck are you doing you fucking cunt!!! I mean I was pretty pissed.,,,ya know what the fuck she was banging on door for??? Yes in deed she went there, I see “friend”’s truck I see his black truck outside, he is in there with you…
Man im gonna tell ya, this bitch is fucking tripping right, she must stand outside and watch eveybodys vehicles, ummm I don’t even go outside I don’t know who is doing who or what or what the fuck ever I don’t care I don’t wanna know…ok so I block the bitch of course, yea….i said some shit too alright I admit all of it , lmao….
So the next two Mondays when housekeeping came in, they started acting like they had to clean a few thngs, ummm things they havnet done before…and things I did not appreciate the house keeping going through….well the only person that knew about anything was this provider, ok…she’s already told me that she ratted someone out, for another situation that I did not pay attention on that had to do with the place I was at, see that pissed me off anyways, why would you tell me you’re a rat!!! Wtf, I don’t need all that shit, that there, just wow…right?!!! So this bitch …shes a fucking rat,,,,you telling a fucking outlaw, a fucking biker, that you a rat…hmmm “RATS ARE A DIEING BREED” should I say more how I feel about rats???!!!!
I didn’t think so, lol..so anyways after those two weeks that housekeeping did weird things that didn’t add up at the time, the next week the manager came up to me and said that, someone asked for a room speicifically on my floor, that he thinks I have eyes on me…ok..so yea im tripping a lilttle bit, but im sitting going…hmmm HOW? I DON’T EVEN WORK… ALL I DO IS SIT ON THIS COMPUTER, THERE AINT NOT A FUCKING SOUL COMING OVER, HOW IN THE FUCK ARE THERE ANY EYES ON ME AT ALL??? RIGHT im sitting here, hmmm what the fuck after me being herre, for almosot 2 YEARS…AND NOW…NAWW MAN, SOMETHING AINT RIGHT HERE…okayyyy it just aint jiving right it aint. Ok, it just aint cuz I know better, I keep things wayy down low shit I know how this works this aint my first fucking rodeo..so that week, I was sick another bladder infection anyways, my normal, so I didn’t work at all…NONE NOT NONE THAT WEEK OK…
So then the next week, that’s the first paragraph, yea I got some fool, tripping me out made me all kinds of freaked out right, the lights off, im on twitter freaking my ass totally fucking off, what the fuck man, ya know….that was Sunday night Monday monrning ok….so Monday after noon, the manager comes in does he thang, after housekeeping comes in right, checks behind them, so I asked him, “any news on dat issue” he tells me yea…they asking questions, but they havnet asked about you yet..(im thnking hmmm) he says, yea they someone is around, (im thinking well they don’t about this cunt though hmm?? Yeaa) well that was new fuck toy anyways, manager THOUGHT he had game about him lol anyways so of course from all that I was freaked out the night before, when he said, its best you go ahead and you go…well….i didn’t think, couldn’t think, I just jumped and did what was necessary, it wasn’t time to think I had a lot to do, I had to find a way out, I had a lot to pack,
….and I left it all every bit of what I called home…I took what was necessary, I took anything that could incriminate me or anything, I looked around I did what was right by all of us, the michelle that knows that street life, yea that’s who kicked in automatically, the survivor in me….that never goes away…and while im asking and pleading for help to get me out of there, I got motherfuckers on twitter, wanting an explaination. Motherfucker this aint time to think to explain or to fucking nothing, IT’S THE TIME TO FUCKING ACT …KINDA LIKE KICK ASS TAKE NAMES LATER, you men I swear to god, I swear yall do it everytime, you wanna know what are your surprises are shit yall wanna know details, your gonna eitherr fuck up your surpirise or get someone fucked killed in the process of explaining lmao…I swear, so I put a post out on ourhome2, DON’T YA KNOW THERE WAS ONLY ONE PERSON WILLING TO HELP, now …later on yea I had others offering to help….but I needed RIGHT THEN AND THEN NO QUESTIONS JUST DO…THAT’S IT, juist help….
Well as I looked back on it, after I got where im at now…hmmm all that shit was…was nothing but a set up ok…even to the extremes of making me think they were sawing door off lmao…when all they did was take a little bit of paint off the door right..yeaaaa that will fuck your mind up and that’s what he meant to do, there was no other excuse to get me out of there, but to scare me out, cuz iwasnt doing anything..i wasn’t just like im not now..the managers here, love the fuck out of me, I keep quiet I don’t cause any trouble…I keep to myself…
So well the more I thought on it, the more I came to the conclusion, it was the rat, that booking form, hmmm yea she ONLY ADVERTISES ON ADULTLOOK….you can get that sherriffs name, anywhere, that ip address was san antino, but it wasn’t anything to do with any sheriffs or any court house, or anythng like that, though it wasn’t the motels ip address, I kow that ip right I have to its gotta know it, anyways…
The rat has now proven TWICE SINCE IVE BEEN GONE that it was her, she has emailed me personally “wanting to know how im doing” ummm why….we havent talked since I fucking went off on the cunt, and sunday night she stoop to more bullshit,,, she Had a friend of hers email me
Sooo… Since Then….
So i’m going to continue, cuz im gonna show yall something ok….So the first few days of me being where im at, the shock hit me , it took THREE DAYs, im don’t have a fridge, not a microwave, i gotta go outside to get ice, i FUCKING HATE ICE IN MY DRINKS, im trying to settle in somewhere im not comfortable with, its NOT HOME ITS NOT HOME, I WANT MY HOME BACK, THATS ALL I KEEP SAYING, I WANT MY FUCKING HOME BACK, I HAD IT ALL THE WAY I WANTED IT, MY LIGHTS, MY LAVA LAMPS, MY CANDLES, MY STONES THESE THINGS WERE MINE THEY WERE FOR ME, THAT WAS MY COMFORTABLE PRISON AT LEAST, THOSE THINGS MADE THE EXPERIENCE, THIS MOTEL IS JUST…WELL IT’S JUST THAT right…so in between all of this
everything else starts to hit me, starts to come up to the surface, all of what ive gone. through..so im breaking down, every time i turn around….
then twitter…..of course, twitter cant fucking give me fucking break no where, cant respect nothing, im nothing but a constant broken record, STOP DIRECT MESSAGING ME…IF IM NOT THAT FUCKING SPECIAL…WHY IN THE FUCK SHOULD I HAVE TO STOP WHAT IM GOING THROUGH AND DOING JUST BECAUSE YOUR TOO LAZY TO EMAIL A BITCH, WHY DO I HAVE TO STOP WTF IM DOING JUST TO GET ON TWITTER JUST TO HAVE MY TIME WASTED…JUST TO ANSWER DM’S with a mfer that wants to lie to me about doing big time blow bangs which is wherre the blog came from escorting, porn, business formation and the law came from was that bullshit there, or wants to stop me from doing everying that im having to do JUST TO ANSWER THE SAME THINGS THATS ALREADY ANSWERED IN MY WEBSITE,
then i made it FUCKING EASY FOR EVERYONE, ON TOP OF THAT I WAS MAKING A STATEMENT, i posted a tweet and pinned it, WITH ALLLLLLLLL THE FUCKING LINKS THAT EVERYONE COULD GO TO TO GET YOUR ANSWERS….WELL THAT DIDNT HELP EITHER. NO ONE LISTENED, EVERYONE JUST WANTS TO FUCKING DO WHAT THEY WANT, CROWD ME IN not give me any breathing room,,,,and shit like that….
So Let’s Talk Counterfeit Here…..
So im in between fighting ONE MORE TIME ON TWITTER, so much so so badly so, that i got all this to do ..and allll of this, THAT IM GOING THROUGH….THAT NO ONE TAKES THE HINT SOOO I MAKE THE GROUND RULES PAGE 2 AND THE NO MORE PAGE….BUT STILLLL …smh….but stilll…
i have people coming up to me telling me they have seen my pictures on other ads on cityxguide, so three different people, from THREE DIFFEENT STATES, THREE DIFFERNT DIFFERNT PLATFORMS, THREE DIFFERNT TIMES (AND YOU ARE A WITCH, AS im typing this out….yea thats a spell smh) i had one person come to me on twitter saying he saw my pics in a ad in witchita kansas, i had somemone email me from McAllen texas with a diffent ad and then on my facebook messenger i had a friend hit me up asking me where i was at…now thats kinda strange cuz i havent heard THAT question in a while now….cuz i used go from state to state to state, none of my friends would know where the fuck i was. but i havnet done that in a while ….so i was like what???He saw an ad all the fucking way in EAST IDAHO that WAS NOT MINE….OK SOOO that when im thinking my son has may have something to do with it….thats when I write about my son stalking me here ya go heres those screenshots
SO THEn MR PHOTOGRAPER MAN, he ssees my ad on cityxguide that says my pics were stolen AND HAS TO JUST BUT IN AND LEND HIS ADVICE TO ME…IM SORRY BUT IVE HAD ENOUGH OF PPLS ADVICE AND BUTTING IN AND CROWDING ME, ALL I GET IS BULLSHIT ….SO LETS GO FARTHERR….
AND I PROMISE I CANT EVEN TRY TO MAKE THIS SHIT UP!!!
From Counterfeit Pics To…..Money Laundering
ok so the last time that twitter heard from me, i was going the fuck off, i had someone book a 90 mins visit, gonna tell me after ive gotten in the shower and put on a brand new bra and panty set that ive never worn yet, and was abouut to get dressed, AN HOUR…ONE HOUR BEFORE THE APPOINTMENT TIME, i was screaming out that i hated men, and what they do to ppl’s lives….yea well, i have every reason to. anyways…we had been talking all through the day…why??? cuz i made the fucked off mistake …one more time…of giving him my phone numberr before he was on his way….so i guess that means thats ok for him or for anyone just to sit and chat all day long, taking and stealing my product that i sell….time….away from me..anyways…AFTER I GIVE HIM MY ADDRESS AND TELL HIM WHERE IM AT…he is going to start back peddling, yes im at a motel 6, AND FUCKING NO ITS NOT MY FAULT, I LOST MY HOME BECAUSE OF SOEONE JUST COULDNT STAY OUT OF MY LIFE, JUST HAD TO BUT IN AND MAKE MY LIFE EVEN MORE HELL….sooo with me being so fucking jumpy what do i do, im breaking down everytime i turn around anyways…cuz everytime i turn around it’s always something ITS ALWAYS ME CLEANINGTHE SHIT UP THAT PEOPLE DUMP ON ME….so i have a total fucking melt down, i already dont have my home, its been taken from me, not by choice, cuz i want my home back, i already am in unfamiliar fucking place, theres nothing around me thats my routine, this motherfucker he already has my number, which IS NOT MY ROUTINE, NOW….WANTS TO TALK ALL DAY, SO I HAVE A SHITTY DAY…ALLL DAY LONG, IM GOING HUNGRY, AND IM DEPEPENADANT ON THAT MONEY FOR A ROOF OVER MY HEAD WITH WHAT I HAVE LEFT, THEN HE WANTS MY ROOM NUMBER BEFORE HE EVEN LEAVES…THEN HES GOING TO STATE ABOUT LE BEING WHERE IM AT….I CANT DO NOTHING BUT…JUST TO FALL TO PIECE3S….I CANT NOTHING BUT THAT BECAUSE WELL, THATS THE OLD EXCUSE AND BULLSHIT BACKPEDDLING THATS CLIENTS HAVE DONE TO ME…AND IF ANYONE WAS TO REALLY PAY ATTENTION TO MY WRITINGS, YOU WOULD ALREADY KNOW I WOULDNT PUT ANYONE IN ANY KIND OF HARMS WAYS…SOOOOO
i needed someone i needed to be held, i needed someone so fucking bad i cant go on like this, so my married friend, yea i begged him please come see me i cant do this no more…ok….hes over here, he knows not to ask me any questions i couldnt talk i was too busy fucking just screaming just fucking screaming out….crying balling so fucking bad…..so FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MONTHS, SOMEONE HELD ME TIGHT, FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MONTHS……….SOMEONE HELD ME AND DIDNT LET GO…AND MEANT IT….FOR THE FIRST TIME….IN MONTHS IN MONTHS IN SO LONG….EVERYONE JUST GETS THEIR BLOWJOBS, THATS IT, I DONT HAVE ANYONE TOUCHING ME, HOLDING ME, WHILE IM FULFILLING EVERYONES NEEDS AND FANTASIES, IM LEFT WITH NOT HAVING A SOUL, NO ONE…..TO TOUCH ME IN THE WAYS THAT I TOUCH EVERYONE OF YOU..I DONT GET TO HAVE MY ORGASM, MY STESS RELEIF AT ALL IM JUST HERE….TYPING AWAY AT THIS BOX ALL THE TIME, TAKING CARE OF OTHERS, BUT IM JUST TOTALLY FORGOTTEN ABOUT, USED AND TAKEN ADVATANGE OF…SOOOO
ANYWAYS I END UP GOING OUT OF MY COMFORT ZONE, HE WANTED ME TO DO THE OUTCALL, AND I NEEDED TO GET OUT OF HERE ANYWAYS…SOOO i ened up getting 4 one hundred dollar bills from that…
only to go pay rent the other morning, to have the manager look at me, and say. ‘your trying to pay me with counterfeit money.
imagine that!!!! 3 of the c notes, were good, one was bad…..passed the pen test, but didnt pass the machine test. dont you know when i talked with the manager yesterday, she told me it happened to her in taco bell, they called the cops on her, thank god she didnt do, thank god, ive shown by my honor and my behaviourly patterns that i wasnt trying to do that, that i was freaked out and crying again and one more left to clean up other peoples mess thats been shoved on me
…..”Fly Me To You”
so in between this, i have someone email me from vegas, thats following me on twitter, offers me a “get away” for a few nights, ok….so i go through the screening, and i had to call a provider i trust that does the “fly me to you” thing, cause ive never done it, so in between that, IT TAKES BOTH ME AND HER TO DO HIS SCREENING, CUZ WE BOTH CANT FIGURE OUT THE THINGS WE FOUND, SO WE WORK ALL NIGHT ON THIS, AND ACTUALLY THANK GOD WE DID, BECAUSE had i not gone thought and done all this EXTRA WORK TO MAKE SURE ON EVERYTHING i wouldve kept to my NO ANSWER….ok….this turned out to be good for him ok…so then i say yes…ill go.. but heres where im at…im tired im exhausted, we’ll talk later, the of course, the counterfeit money…takes over rmy life and i foget to email him back that next day cuz it was that next day with the money….so yesterday sept 30th, he emails and im like omg im so sorry right…so i tell him whats up and what happened…then i cut through the chase ok…i lay it down on the table, my prices. ALL FOR HIM TO NOT KNOW WHAT TO SAY, BUT THESE TWO THINGS…RENT IS CHEAPER HERRE, SHOULD MOVE HERE…AND TO TELL ME I WOULD ONLY TAKE 20S FROM NOW ON…
hmmmm…well without being a bitch i didnt knonw how to answerr, ummm im glad you know my unique situation with my disabiltiy …and im glad that its so fucking cut and dry for you…and what if i dont want to fucking move there,??? i mean im already have had to move when i fucking didnt want to…daymn…oh and ummm btw i had a girlfriend of mine, thats not a provider, tell me the other night, that she had TWO FAKE TWENTIES AND A FAKE FIVE DOLLAR BILL GIVEN TO HER…
shows you how fucking much you know…WHILE EVERYONE JUST KEEPS ME ABOUT MY FUCKING SELF, IM SO GLAD EVERYONE KNOWS MY FUCKING LIFE WELL ENOUGH, CUZ I SURE DONT HAVE A FUCKING ABOUT MY LIFE ANYMORE, IM GLAD SOMEONE KNOWS IT, HONESTLY CUZ THERES NOT ONE AROUND TO ME, THATS FAMILIAR IN MY LIFE, WELL WAIT A MINUTE, THERES ONE THING, FIGHTING WITH CLIENTS AND PEOPLE BUTTING INTO MY BUSINESS SCRUTINIZING THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE, THATS THE ONLY THING FAMILIAR TO ME….
From Stolen Pics/Fake Ads, Counterfeit Money/Money Laundering To….Extortion
WHAT???!!!! I FUCKING TOLD YOU I COULDNT MAKE THIS SHIT UP EVEN IF I TRIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yea now lets talk extortion…..IM PUBLISHING THIS BUT I PROMISE YOU IM NOT EVEN CLOSE TO BEING DONE YET, IM CANT SEE ANYMORE THOUGH ALL THE TEARS, BUT THIS IS MY HELL THAT YOU BRING TO ME IM NOT EVEN COSE TO BEING DONE …ALL IN 3 WEEKS TIME
YA KNONW ANOTHER FUCKING DWAY WASTED EXPLAINEING ALL THIAT HAPPENES TO ME ALL ATO ONE TIME ITS BEEN LIKE THIS FOR 2 AND HALF YRS, ANOTHER DAY TOMORROW THAT AI HAVE TO COME UP WITH RENT ANONTHER DAY I DINT MAKE ANY MONEY ANOTHER DAY SPENT CLEANING IUPALL THE MESS THAT PEOPLE DUMP ON ME NO WONDER IM SCARED TO FUCKING GET OUT OF BED, NO WONDER IVE CRAZY I DONT EVEN HAVE TO FUCKING MOVE OUT OF MY BED FOR SHIT AND OTHER PEOPLES DRAMA …THEY COME BANGING ON MY FUCKING WINDOW…LITERALLY THE EEXTORTION STORY…YEA BANGING ON MY WINDOWN…COME FINDING ME EXPECTING ME OPEN MY DOOR TO A BITCH THAT WAS LIKE MY DAUGHTER FOR MANY YEARS THAAT EXORTED MONEY OUT OF ME, THATS THE ONE THAT LEFT ME TO HER GIRL FRIEND THAT WAS TRYING TO SEX TRAFFIC ME AFTER ALL MY STUFF JUST DISAPPEARED AND WAS STOLEN FROM ME YEA YOU KNOW WHAT I TALKED ABOUT IN PART 2 WHEN GIVEN ENOUGH ROPE…YEA ABOUT ME BEING CLOSE TO BEING SEX TRAFICK YEA THAT WAS HER FRIEND THAT WAS DOING THAT, AND SHE IS KOCKING MY WINDOW THE OTHER NIGHT, ….WAIT A MINUTE GETS BETTER ….ON THE SAME NIGHT THAT I DID THE OUTCALL WITH THE COUNTER FEIT MONEY…WHILE MY MARRIED FRIEND WAS HERE…SHES KNOCKING ON MY WINDOW AFTER SHE HAS THREATENED TO KILL ME CUZ I DID NOT GIVE HER THE LAST 200 OF WHAT SHE WAS EXTORTING FROM ME,,BECAUSE HE DAD…YEA THE ONE I WENT TO THE COAST WITH LAST SUMMER, HER DAD TOLD ME NOT TO PAY HER THAT LAST 200….SHE IS EXPECTING TO OPEN MY ARMS AND DOOR TO HER WHEN I HAVE NOT SEEN OR TALKED TO HER IN A LONG TIME TO WHERE I DIDNT EVEN RECOGNIZE HER…SHE EXPECTED ME AFTER THREATENING TO KILL ME TO OPEN MY DOOR….HMMMM
OH WAIT IM STILLLLLLL NOT DONE YET, IM TIRED IM CRYING I CANT CONTINUE….SOME ONE OUT THERE JSUT HATES THE FUCK OUT OF ME…CUZ I DONT DO NOTHING BUT TYPE ON THIS BOX AND TALK TO MYSELF AND THE WALLS, I DONT DO NOTHING AND JUST LEFT WITH MY MIND, AND THATS VERY VERY DARK NOW…..
ALL IN THREE WEEKS TIME