Takin notes . . . I hate him I hate him I hate him I freaking hate him (verrry bad Language)
I've got some motherfuggin kick ass hair!!! I got it done yesterday and I love it. Its a red type of deep brown and it was blonde before. It's been blonde since I was twelve. Well I've never dyed it because my EX-boyfriend wanted me to keep it blonde. Actually he always said If i dyed my hair another color he would "smack the shit out of me and never talk to me again".
So I dyed it. I of course wanted him to see it so I stopped by after he got off work. He didnt even blink. I am very disappoinnted with the reaction. I wanted him to freak out and hate it. Instead he said who ever did your hair sucks because she missed a spot. No the fuck she didnt. My hair is perfect and gorgeous as hell.
Well it made me upset that yet again he's ruined another good thing in my life, so I started crying. Like crying crying like sobbing. I couldnt help it I dont know what the hell is wrong with me. Well that made him mad because I straight up told him he ruins everything good in my life and that's when 'he started feeling guilty' his words not mine I dont think he felt guilty but that was his excuse.
So he was like I didnt even cheat on you this last time I didnt ruin that. Ok let's talk about you not cheating on me because talking about you and other girls really puts me in a better mood. Not. So he asked me If I wanted to go through his phone and I said fuck yes because he has never ever ever let me go through his phone before.
So I'm going through all of his messages finding all this evidence that he cheated on me (ohhh so suprised) nooo not suprised at all. So by time this happens, he's pissed that he got caught being wrong so he starts pullin up all these pictures of all these other girls naked and having sex with him. I kept telling him that I didnt want to see this stuff, I tried to warn him.
I even tried to leave but he wouldnt let me. So then the worst part, he starts playing a video of him having sex with this other girl. This girl he cheated on me with. It was the most horrible thing in my entire life. So I took the phone back from him and wouldnt give it back. He pulled my hair so hard chunks came out, he slammed my head into the wall and just kept pushing on the side of it super hard, and kept biting me. Well to bad that didnt phase me I just held on tight lol. Well finally he got it out of my hands and since he wouldnt let me leave, I just turned over and tried to go to sleep.
Well he flipped me on my back and kept kissing me forever. It was so horrible I couldnt get him to stop. I tried to bite him and push him off of me but he wouldnt quit. He started saying If I didnt start kissing him back that he would start biting me and playing the video of him and that girl again so I started kissing him back . Well then he was like laying the oppisite way as me like his feet were away from me and his head was up towards me. He laid his head on my stomach and started putting his hands down my pants. It was so scary. I really thought that he was gonna make me have sex last night like really reaally. So I pulled away like out of reflex because he was doing things to hurt me, and thats when his head slipped and hit the matress and my leg, I swear to God I did not mean to do it but when my leg came back down I accidently kicked him in the eye.
He has a black eye now. So he came back full force just punchin the shit outta me like for two or three rounds of it. I didnt do any thing but just cover my head with my arms. He got outta bed to look at his eye and I have such a nervous laugh I couldnt hold it in any more. (and it was kind of funny that he tried to sexually assault me and then got a black eye.) Well when I started laughing he picked up a bottle of cologne and said he was gonna throw it at my head so that all the perfume would go in my eyes and the glass would break and he would cut me with it. Well I kept trying to leave and he wouldnt let me I even made it all the way to the front door one time and he grabbed me right before I unlocked it.
Then when we went back into his bed he kept asking me if I wanted him to kill hisself. Why would he go off asking me a question like that. . . . Of course I said no, but he just kept saying he was going to go in the kitchen to get a knife and so I asked him if he could get me a glass of water while he was in there. He was not being serious.
So when he got up, I started easin up so that I could grab my shit and go while he was in the kitchen. Well I think he seen the plan because right before he walked out the door, he stopped and stared at me. He said lay down now I dont want you movin from this bed. I looked him dead in the eyes and told him that I was leaving. It didnt work of course but I think he gets the picture now that every thing is differrent.
He no longer has a hold on me I'm taking my life back.