Saturday, May 29, 2010

Maybe not so silent here...heh.

Machete...I've been having night mares about that.

I've been cleaning up the front yard and I still can't find it because I buried it when he went to work.

God the toucher he put me though.

As he tapped his middle finger to the blade for hours...fling, fling, fling, fling......

He wouldn't let me move. No access to 911.

He told me he would chop my head off if I moved for the phone.

That was a long night.

1 Comments:

Blogger M.J. Fievre said...

Horrible. I'm glad you were able to get out of that relationship.

6:33 PM  

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