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Not a Typical Homewrecking Niteflirt Journal.
[Conspiracy of Terran Alien Myth, Discovering If Chief Joseph Sr and Jr are Legitimate Ancestors]
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[homewrecked] Audio Narrative.
[My husband randy allen hartman Photos of Alleged Children]
Bren...
“I want see you but your not mine.” - 1975.
Worked with Bren for 19.5 months. We didn't exchange any “Hellos” for first six months we worked together. I knew Bren was a minor easy to ignore.
After six months we finally exchanged, “Hellos” working with Bren easy. Something to this muthafucka big thangs come in small packages.
February came and went he left to pick up girlfriend. Bren asked for a hug…
Psyched poor boy out..COVID… I told Bren yes I would hug him. Then stopped Bren in tracks. I hugged myself, said “I hope you felt hug from here.” Bren's face :(( disappointed.
Bren's about 5'6, deep brown eyes shape of eyes think Sylvester Stallone's shape of eyes soft, sensitive, and brimming with such life. Curly hair something bout me loving curls on guys..curls have to be Right.
Speed up six months.. I asked Bren when's his birthday, Bren's response, “Yesterday why I wasn't at work took day off to celebrate.” My response, “Really?”
Props to Bren, quick .. “Oh, no shit??” “Yep, darling we could have certainly celebrated, you had to get your girl, what ashame.”
Speed up six months..his gurl in parking lot making out with Bren's brother. I'm one who witnessed indiscretion. Did I say anything? No..Why, bc wasn't my situation to jump into.
Happy birthday gramps.. u'd be 94 today...had u lived
To Marvin Hicks Looney what's fucked I can't find obituary, well, I found ur obituary. I'm not spending 12.00 for monthly subscription, so this will have to do…but I found ur ex wife may both rest in hell as bugs snug in a rug..I'm so sowwy..heh..not
But in honor of u..I'll give one Looney tunes ya hated..Marvin dah Martian, funny cuz I love character.
Fuck u randy allen hartman
I forgot about our first attempt for marriage…my bad… Pierce and Kitsap county…cute short story filing 1st time we filed for marriage license. application I couldn't not remember my name, address, or date of birth…complete amnesia
Fucked 2 applications up. 3rd try he said, “if you have fill out a third time we are not marrying.” I began filling paperwork next he grabs pen and paper. “Fuck it I'll fill out paperwork all you have to do is sign.”.. apparently I wasn't ready the first time…fuck, I shouldn't have married randy allen hartman…more funnier u left on my grandpa's birthday 12-28-2020.
12-25-2001 My first miscarriage, 2nd miscarriage 8-14-2015, and Recording date 2-11-05, 2-11-16 exactly 11 years later my abortion.
Document: 1/1/0001 = 3
Modified 4/18/2005 = 2 ⇐ reverse dob
Recorded 2-11-2005 = 2
File # 3711672 = 9
Record time 12:32 = 8
Udfrnum. 200502110139 = 6
ND 2 8-5-1981 = 32 = 5
ND 3 8-14-1977 = 37 = 1
Lieing is for losers..
randy hartman…an asshole who doesn't want to stay or leave.
Let's finish our divorce..1st step filed…then ya left like a punk ass bitch.
Violence
Had fucked up dream. dreamt I killed 2 children hadlee and hudson in a motel. My future x husband's alleged children. Picked them up one day…and we entered into room hudson first head went into headboard crushed skull immediately made sure he didn't feel much pain. Not so much as a scream…next hadlee….drew scalding water and played a game of how long hadlee holds breath under water…lotsa screaming randy allen hartman…mommy walks in and laura in absolute shock…all I needed to say, “do u think I need ur forgiveness?”
Dragon dreams
Past life….
I was a man with a very unique position I kept a dragon sanctuary a place for dragons who became tired of fighting for men.
Rare species setback 5,000 yrs ago. I was chosen for job by dragons themselves. Unbelievable rare, potent, powerful, and unique breeds.
people helped me keep large sanctuary. Long story short Dragon scrolls needed to be hidden bc destruction housed in scrolls could very well end planet. Scrolls under powerful magic couldn't be destroyed. If scrolls couldn't be destroyed better to hide.
One day I went with a dragon to hide scrolls, buried in a cave deep in earth after we were done collapsed cave.
Crew I worked with for years allowed greed to take over. Slaughtered me first knife to throat. The on slaught began how did poachers get away with murderous act? Easy slipped in root making dragons sleepy.
Poachers murdered, pillaged, and plundered. One did get away…a gold dragon…how? Early in afternoon he went for a flight gold dragons blend in sun.
He retrieved body and gave body a proper burial. Dropping a singular dragons tear burning body.
Poachers wanted dragon scrolls but unable to locate. I woke in flurry of tears, upset, and freaked. I cry when unconscious.
Told man I called my husband about my dream. randy allen hartman's question…“do I remember location?”
Dah, fuq??? Was question…he didn't have an answer.
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