I would love to see a woman i knew as a child go bankrupt again for all her affairs she has had and what a ugly self obsessed b**** and bad mother she was. I have fantasies of shoving cricket balls down her throat because she got men to attack me with them so she could pretend she was a princess in a castle. the best thing is I now know she fucked my cousin and one of her children is his and she seen herself as his mother f****** him the whole time she was married and playing dirty games on me just cuz i had a crush on my cousin. she stalked my family and was like right in the danger zone conning us to take care of her kids when the whole time she had game plan motives and gossiped and spread lies about my family to advance herself. she was extremely unattractive and from what i could see very spoilt. she got people to start on me early in 1977 long before any deed on my part was done. I never really liked her I seen her as a smart a** jerk-staff fat and loose in all ways. she was over-sexed yet ugly. Later she fucked a filipina man and had a kid to him. this BUTCH had one thing i hated most OVER-SMUG… over smug people get what is coming to them… all over smug slutties deserve a bash up by a harsh man!!!! MARY P WAS A SLUTTY LOOSE CUNTED W****. she wronged me with my cousin and getting young men to attack me when i was just a child of 6. i despise everything she stands for and more. just the look of her made me sick for what a smerk know-all drag queen she was.I actually feel sorry for her kids that she was such a bad mother and always up to mind games on other people. she must have spent so much time calculating what people would do and orchestrating her games to suit her loose v***** that not much mothering ever went on … not much went on up in that head of hers but smerk and games on her victims for her self obsessions and over-sexed motives. a bad moralized woman and child abuser. she always found an excuse to not be a mother and to not be looking after her children and dumping them on other people

mary p looked a ugly cabage patch doll version of melanie gruffin and she got don johnson look alike to attack me with cricket balls … jsut cuz i wrote i had a crush on my cousin stephan…his mother was my aunty mary and she was a born B**** and yes add two and two together and you get a MARY MARY QUITE CONTRARY HOW DOES YOUR C*** GROW?? KIND OF SENARIO… so yeH MARY P’S son was called stephan … AND THEY SHOVED ALL THIS ONTO ME WHEN I WAS JUST 6 TO HAVE TO JUDGE AND DEAL WITH…

THERE WAS NOT MUCH TIME FOR ME TO BE A CHILD NOR DID THEY LET ME BE A CHILD OR A HUMAN… JUST TREATED ME LIKE AN ANIMAL … ABUSING ME … NOT MUCH TIME FOR CHILDHOOD WITH PLAYING FAIRY GODMOTHER TO LADY DIANA AND A SUNDRY WHEN I WAS JUST 6 AND THE HOUSE FIRE AND THE CHILD S***** ABUSE I SUFFERED AND THE MENTAL BREAK DOWNS THAT NONE OF THEM CARED ABOUT… THEY EXPECTED ME TO DO ALL THE HARD YAKKA DELIBERATIONS… AND MADE ME THE TOUGH ROCK I AM TODAY.

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When i was being molested and mary never cared she just cashed in on the game for the money to place her kids with a known p*** which is not a good motherly thing to do. opportunistic and calculatingly deceitful and low moralled. when my friend suicided and then my other friend drowned she never wanted to hear any of my problems… it was all her her her her… she did not like children and talked down to us and looked down on us like we were s*** like diana did as well, as did my cousins looking down on us like we were s*** rather then children. don never said sorry for attacking me with the cricket ball and not one young guy ever hugged me or treated me right when i was a little kid, only hitting me and s******* rough stuff attack games since the age of 3… all through my teens and childhood and adult life no hugs and affection from young men ever always old dirty farts like the dirty old p*** who was abusing me. diana never cared. though i loved her from the moment i met her at my birthday in 1978… mary never cared, louise never cared … no one seemed to care about a ugly little red haired ANIMAL SCUZ CHILD i was. no one liked me or found the time to talk to me.

when i was 5 i looked like i had rickets like someone was doing witchcraft on me because we lived on a street on a flower farm called rickets rd.

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