MySpace Shenanigans
Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2026 9:38 pm
MySpace! Remember MySpace?
I was posting stuff about my custody on there for awhile. I don’t remember what I posted? I don’t have any copies of it but this is the shit Evil Baby Mama posted.
This fucking nut job is so full of shit!
First, she says “I wonder if youdve know the times kids sat and waited for their dad that never showed up to get them, the months this dad went without seeing them at all because HE said he couldn’t.”
Well, there was one summer that I did not get my girls for the entire summer, probably around ’06 – ’07? This was not because of Evil Baby Mama but because of me. I just couldn’t get them. You see, during this time I lived in another town about 50 miles away. I was living with my sister in Bay City, MI. I had no car and no driver’s license at the time. Evil Baby Mama knew this. Typically, it was my sister that gave me a ride every other weekend to pick up my girls then take them back. This particular summer my sister’s work schedule had changed so she was no longer able to give me rides. I had no one else. I was stuck.
I tried and tried and tried to find another ride. I just couldn’t. So, I made the devastating decision to give up my parenting time for the summer. I didn’t want to. I really had no choice. During this time is also when Evil Baby Mama had the personal protection order on me. So, I was not able to directly contact her and tell her my situation. Instead, I had to go through a third party. The third party that I used was Evil Baby Mama’s sister.
I talked to Evil Baby Mama’s sister and explained my situation to her and had asked her to pass the info on to Evil Baby Mama. She said she would, and did. Evil Baby Mama knew that I wasn’t going to show up and why. If my girls had to “sit and wait” for me then that is Evil Baby Mama’s fault. Yet she twists it into sounding like I purposely just gave up my time because I didn’t give a shit about my girls and just didn’t want to see them? This is the bullshit she makes our girls believe. Baby mama lies to our girls. Evil Baby Mama has been grooming my girls their entire lives to hate me.
Then she says, “If you knew of all the things he did to their mother when she was only trying to leave and nothing more”. Evil Baby Mama lied again. I didn’t do jack shit to her. Evil Baby Mama knows how to push my buttons and bring out the worst in me. Just rolling her name off my tongue makes me sick to my stomach. Evil Baby Mama has pissed me off enough to throw things. I’ve thrown shit. Broke shit. More than once. I have never thrown anything at her. I’ve never hit her. Even though she claims that I did. I get into that with the Personal Protection Order she had on me here.
I have yelled and screamed at her. I have called her every name I can think of. And she’s done the same to me. She yells and screams and calls me names just as much as I do.
This next one is a laugh also. She was “working on her side of the story”. Her side of the story is that she’s an evil cunt. It was a bad relationship because she made it that way.
So, basically she’s pissed off because our relationship failed and she used our girls as revenge for that. When we broke up she kicked me out. It was her place. I didn’t care about leaving her. I cared about leaving my daughter. That pissed Evil Baby Mama off. Evil Baby Mama got pissed because I cared more about leaving our daughter than I did her.
I was posting stuff about my custody on there for awhile. I don’t remember what I posted? I don’t have any copies of it but this is the shit Evil Baby Mama posted.
This fucking nut job is so full of shit!
First, she says “I wonder if youdve know the times kids sat and waited for their dad that never showed up to get them, the months this dad went without seeing them at all because HE said he couldn’t.”
Well, there was one summer that I did not get my girls for the entire summer, probably around ’06 – ’07? This was not because of Evil Baby Mama but because of me. I just couldn’t get them. You see, during this time I lived in another town about 50 miles away. I was living with my sister in Bay City, MI. I had no car and no driver’s license at the time. Evil Baby Mama knew this. Typically, it was my sister that gave me a ride every other weekend to pick up my girls then take them back. This particular summer my sister’s work schedule had changed so she was no longer able to give me rides. I had no one else. I was stuck.
I tried and tried and tried to find another ride. I just couldn’t. So, I made the devastating decision to give up my parenting time for the summer. I didn’t want to. I really had no choice. During this time is also when Evil Baby Mama had the personal protection order on me. So, I was not able to directly contact her and tell her my situation. Instead, I had to go through a third party. The third party that I used was Evil Baby Mama’s sister.
I talked to Evil Baby Mama’s sister and explained my situation to her and had asked her to pass the info on to Evil Baby Mama. She said she would, and did. Evil Baby Mama knew that I wasn’t going to show up and why. If my girls had to “sit and wait” for me then that is Evil Baby Mama’s fault. Yet she twists it into sounding like I purposely just gave up my time because I didn’t give a shit about my girls and just didn’t want to see them? This is the bullshit she makes our girls believe. Baby mama lies to our girls. Evil Baby Mama has been grooming my girls their entire lives to hate me.
Then she says, “If you knew of all the things he did to their mother when she was only trying to leave and nothing more”. Evil Baby Mama lied again. I didn’t do jack shit to her. Evil Baby Mama knows how to push my buttons and bring out the worst in me. Just rolling her name off my tongue makes me sick to my stomach. Evil Baby Mama has pissed me off enough to throw things. I’ve thrown shit. Broke shit. More than once. I have never thrown anything at her. I’ve never hit her. Even though she claims that I did. I get into that with the Personal Protection Order she had on me here.
I have yelled and screamed at her. I have called her every name I can think of. And she’s done the same to me. She yells and screams and calls me names just as much as I do.
This next one is a laugh also. She was “working on her side of the story”. Her side of the story is that she’s an evil cunt. It was a bad relationship because she made it that way.
So, basically she’s pissed off because our relationship failed and she used our girls as revenge for that. When we broke up she kicked me out. It was her place. I didn’t care about leaving her. I cared about leaving my daughter. That pissed Evil Baby Mama off. Evil Baby Mama got pissed because I cared more about leaving our daughter than I did her.
