Look it’s Alison Colleen Ryan Hofta. How many children does she have that she tried to say were mine. Let’s see. There is Tiffany Lundy, and two more; almost forgot four with her high school boyfriend, Jeff Kuzmitch. No, they die. You are not using my fucking money to pay for your bastard children. I told you if you touched one penny; your children all die. Don’t try to hide them or they will be tortured worse before dying. ¿Comprende?
It has been 3 months now since I wrote my pistachio story, and I am more than pleased with the amount of positive response it produced from so many different types of “Pistachios.” I received almost 200 private emails from readers telling me their shell stories, and with many curious to see if there was an progress with my own.
After publishing my story, I knew I could never go back to my old ways without a fight. That I had to indeed listen to my own discovery, and open up my shell.
And so, that is exactly what I did.
The Story of the Pistachio:
Chapter 2: THE BEARDED MAN
Not too long after writing The Unattainable Girl, I was ready to put this new personal breakthrough to the test. I decided to go back online, and have another look at all of those dozens of profiles I have…
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