This is Stacey gomez… she is a disgusting recovering meth addict that likes to throw herself a men she doesn’t know. She met my ex fiance at his job and they began to flirt with each other well she threw herself at him one night in a warehouse container so he fucked her like the easy bitch she is. They used a condom she gave him but it broke. He filled her head with bullshit lies and she believed all of it. She had her dogface friend Melinda Ann vanzant stock his Facebook page to find out about him that s when she asked about me. His 7 month pregnant girlfriend and his 11 month old daughter. His bitch ass lied to her but she knew who I was regardless she fucked with my dude. Without protection and she only knew him for a month. She invited him to go out and Invited him to her house he went to get some money from this sausage waffle and fucked her again without out protection. So when i found out she acted like a victim but clearly knew what was up so she had dogface talk to me and tell this bullshit story of how she didnt know i was pregnant and its all on him. Gross ass bitch now is claimng to be PREGNANT with his kid.but on to the next sucker after only 3 weeks and she supposed to be fucking pregnant. She disgusting lives in a recovery house has 4/5 kids two she dont even have custody of. She only 30 years old and don’t got shit going for her she works a temp job for terra staffing in tacoma, wa. I can not wait to have my son, she gonna find out about who I am cause this dumb ass trash can whore. Don’t know shit about me. Don’t let this pretty smile fool you Stacey I’m more hood than u and dogface think or know. I will fuck u up. This is just the beginning to your end bitch
Chanelle was my ” best friend”. I allowed her into my home. Things were okay for several years until her baby daddy got caught looking for men to fuck on Craigslist. I should of said my goodbyes then because misery loves company but it’s in my nature to help so I tried. Also around this time my father’s health started to rapidly decline. I didn’t know how to handle his upcoming death. I left my husband at home with her child on several occasions so we could go party. I needed the escape. I got way to drunk and way to high every single time. However she started to change. Making out with strange men in sleazy bars, dry humping men she met in the parking lot, etc. I could see the situation getting out of control but I couldn’t be bothered with anyone’s else shit at this point besides mine. So I let her be a slut bag. I wish I could say I noticed the distance between my husband and I but I was so lost within myself. The night my dad died we all stayed in a hospice room at the hospital. Everyone fell asleep besides her and that when she decided she wanted my husband. She put her head down on his lap and started snuggling up to him. The next day she sent a message saying she enjoyed what they did the night before..because getting rubbed up on and dead people go hand in hand. This apparently continued for 14 days. She sent him dirty pictures, came into my home got me drunk waited for me to pass out so my husband could do disgusting things to her while I slept passed out on the couch next to them. I don’t think this is the first time she’s done something like this because she oddly doesn’t hold friends down for very long. So ladies if you see this woman run the other freaking way. My husband and I went to grief and marriage counseling and we’re trying our very best to move on. She continues to stock me on all social media known to man kind including several fake FB and Insta accounts, Pinterest, and even my fitbit app which a year later her profile picture was of her and I. She’s got something seriously wrong up there…
We had an otherwise happy home. Life wasn’t perfect I admit but there was no abuse or violence. Money was tight. Very tight so we argued a bit. But not to much. But then my wife started to work at a business with this women. Slowly over months she got into her head. Told her how I wasn’t supportive enough wasn’t working hard enough. Over time she worked on her. Before I knew it my wife’s whole language had changed. She was always snappy and suspicious of me. She started to talk about men this and men that. I was lost. Next thing I know. Someone sent me pictures of them together. And so I checked her phone. Only to find 100’s if dirty texts and messages between the two of them. And hours of chart about how I was no good for her. It became obvious they were in a very active sexual relationship. This women won’t stop and my wife refuses to let her go. Every time I think she’s gone. Emma pops up again and I find out they’re still seeing each other. My marriage had no secret s until this tramp came along and wreaked our home. And she simply doesn’t care. She openly tells me she doesn’t care!
She Could Have Been A Real Woman… Berlyn Oubre-Grimes, You could have been a real woman that had required your man to wine and dine you, and open the door for you when you were in the company of each other. Or, at least reach outside of your selfish needs and desires which seemed to only be to make sure his dick was still attached and he was a shoulder to cry on, not once asking or noticing why he could barely keep his eyes open from exhaustion from taking care of me while I was waiting for surgery; or why some days he could barely walk because he himself was debilitated from his own health issues. In the mean time, you failed as a real woman, to care and nurture your “longtime friendship” as you so vainly put it, and your “special moments,” that I don’t doubt you may have felt, however, ones “special moments” are another’s booty call. Simply put, you my friend, allowed yourself, to be objectified, to be the other woman., While he took you to bath houses and sleazy motels, you never once questioned why you didn’t meet not one of his family members, friends, or his children, although I didn’t factually know until X-Mas day when I called you and asked who you were and let you know I was his girlfriend, and asked you who you were, and you coward, and hung up on me…and again I called asking letting you know as a woman, it would be in your best intersest to have a conversation with me. I approached you with nothing but compassion and empathy and tried to salvage your friendship with him. I felt sorrow for the two of you and tried to help him grieve his friendship with you because of the health issues the two of you were going through, but you both continued to lie for your own selfish desires. Through all of this, you could have been a real woman.