The Rantings of a tarnagurl

 So The guy who did my fabulous tattoo even though its not finished… a guy i have invited into my home on ocasion, a guy i work with, hang out with, talk to on the phone… went to jail yesterday…..   and before i state why he is in jail…… let me just say that you truely never know who someone is on the inside and God is the only one who knows our  hearts…

 he Brutally assulted a woman my age and raped her, beat her within inches of her life…. WTF!!!  is about all i can say I saw hime the Day they arrested him he got mad at me and called my cell phone because i wouldnt walk over to him and say hi.. i just waved and continued along my merry way…..  My sister called me yesterday after she had heard about it on the radio knowing he was a pretty close friend to confirm that it was 29 yr old  (insert name)  and in fact yes.. This is the guy who did my tattoo, who i called a friend, It hit me like a ton of bricks when i heard it.. i vomited and then i seemed to handle it well i just think that my MInd cant quite wrap around the fact that this guy has been in my home with me alone and i never once felt uncomfortable around him, he has a beatifull smile and Eyes to die for, yet this man is capable of being a monster of worst sort, I find my self Lucky and Thankfull to god that me or any of my loved ones didnt become his next  on the occasion that he was in my home… full of women and children….

 Whats even more sick is that I want to go see him in jail, NOt to comfort him or nessicarily wrap my mind around the things he has done, but to see what i ever saw in him, i want to see a look of shame in his eyes and… i dont really know… what to expect but i am frightened to do it…. whats sad is The rape happened on the 13th he took that entire week off cause he was "sick" I talked to him at some point that week to see how he was, then on the 18th he called me and in my alchocol induced state on that day i dont quite remeber  what he said but i remeber him asking me if i would visit him and write to  him in prison, i told him yes… thinking he robbed a bank or something equally as bad ass stole a diamond.. i dunno…. he was arrested on the 23rd same day he got mad at me for not comming to him when he whistled at me,

   How the hell can the mind comprehend somthing like this?  we walk around with these people daily and never know who they truely are, do we even know who we are ourselves?  Holy F*ing S#!%!!