You have got to be completely insane! I don’t want to second guess myself and I don’t want anyone to suggest that I put him on blast too quickly. Going to the police and speaking about my situation, may have been the catalyst which ended Evil E’s chance at a professional surfing career and it may have ended his brother R’s photography career in America. Whoops! They were so sneaky and so cocky about what they were doing. They thought that they were going to get away with messing with me, in secret, for the rest of my life. They were going to do whatever the hell they wanted with me and they were going to keep K hostage in his marriage forever basically. Now I am getting the vibe like, “well, you know, he has all the power right now. You have to be nice to him. You can’t say these things that anger him to him and about him, or on your blog. He might stop hexing you, if you stop insulting him” I thought about that for a second…then I saw E’s new instagram story and his new tattoos, which are most likely a huge swipe at me. Let’s see, there is a cow rushing towards the word “pasta.” Then, near his elbow, there is a half devil/half female face, whose crying eyes look very much like mine. Maybe I am the one obsessed with E.U. and I am assuming his shitty new tattoos were created, in my honor. I hope I am wrong. I hope that he is too busy focusing on his wellness and running through his jungle backyard, to be preoccupied with me and to go to the trouble of getting insulting and frightening tattoos of me. Please forget about me, sir! Enjoy your life in Venezuela and please end this horrible hex that connects me to you and your family.
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