…while Travis Alexander lay dead! I am outraged! Arias continues to make a mockery out of survivors of domestic violence, taking lightly the cold-blooded calculated murder she committed. She expects the public to feel sorry for her – she shot and killed Travis, slashed his throat and stabbed him 29 times. Why? Because he just wasn’t that into her – anymore. Furthermore, she has no remorse nor is she insane. Yet she wants the public to believe she’s wacked and some people are buying it. Well I don’t believe her. Arias knew exactly what she was doing. The evidence proves she planned it.
Now the jury is having a hard time sentencing her to death because she claims she will make amends by organizing a book club and sell tacky, joke T-shirts that say “survivor?” The same broad that is right now giving media interviews, laughing and joking about taking a human life. Tell you what – paint her face black and watch how fast they come back with a verdict – GUILTY! Death by lethal injection!
In the Diary of Tippy Ellis, I present at least five different cases of domestic violence. Domestic violence is no joke. I certainly hope that Domestic violence organizations refuse any donation from Arias whose soul purpose is to use them to leave her legacy.
Chapter 54 – No Means No!
Girl stop! Stay focused! You know that damn john is wacked! Yeah. You’re the one. I remember now. I thought I could appeal to your sense of decency. But instead you rambled on about “the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice. You sick bastard! You even told me you had, had your way with a 14-year-old black girl. When you were a landscaper for her family. You said she loved how you laid it on her. When you was done with me, I’d be hollering for more just like she did. Now I know she was my mother you son-of-a-bitch!
Yeah. You was brutal. I ended up hollerin’ all right. But because you started beating me with your belt. Calling me your little black slave.