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I would strongly suggest you do not post anything ever again about me on the internet. Or anywhere else for that matter. 

You should know that I have taken screenshots of all the lies you've posted about me. Those screenshots include your Facebook name, which includes your real name. I also have your IP address. Enough proof that you and your family were all included in the online attacks upon my character.

If there is one more word about me, or a HINT about me on the internet, or BS lies leaving your mouth, from you, your husband or your children, you will be hearing from my lawyer. 

I put up with your posting crap about me for 16 years and I'm done. I have 100% proof that you were posting about me. You didn't hide it. You couldn't hide it anyway. I have a job in the legal and investigative field, and in my job I deal with law enforcement and I won't hesitate to use my connections. 

If I see one word about me, or one HINT about me, on the internet or anywhere else, I will file charges and you and your daughter will be served with lawsuits.

If you think "Let her sue me, I'm poor," but tax refunds aren't safe from garnising.... Your adult children, their husbands, and significant others, will be included in my lawsuit. After I win the lawsuit I will garnish paychecks, tax refunds and checking/savings accounts. I will also put leins on vehicles and property. I don't play games. I play hard ball. I suggest you don't challenge my resolve in this. I suggest you backtrack. I suggest you get off social media forever because you are not mature enough to handle the responsibility of it.

I suggest you send me a clear, concise, as well as contrite, humble, and very sincere email/letter apologizing, explaining everything you've done to me, why you did it, and promising that you, and your daughter, will never post about me on the internet again. 

You and your daughter have a lawsuit on the horizon. I don't know if you've noticed all the people that are losing their jobs for posting hate on the internet about other people. But it's happening. And I'm done. I've got the proof that you and your daughter have done that about me. The fact remains the internet is forever. And you've been posting lies about me for way too long. I turned the other cheek, and I shouldn't have. 

I will be expecting that email/letter apology from you and your daughter within the next week.

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FACT: Some people should not be allowed access to the internet.

Did you get a thrill when you posted on everyone's pages that I didn't have anything to do with the family because I was "Deep" in a drug addiction? You posted that on the pages of people you didn't even know, had never met, had never spoken to and whom you would never meet. The only saving grace was the fact that you post everything using the absolute imbecilic name of HRH Princess "Not a Princess." By doing that you make yourself look like a r*tard!!!!!! A 65 year old woman pretending she's a princess! How creepy is that? That is NOT NORMAL. Hmmmm...I wonder...Do you wear a princess gown, tiara, ride around in  Royal Coach +4 and employ a full contingent of liveried servants?

When people see your fake and stolen royal moniker they are not impressed. They are concerned. Not for you. For themselves. Because some crazy woman who is not a princess, is contacting them, and introducing herself as a princess. That is what crazy people do. That is what makes normal people frightened. By calling yourself a princess when you know you're not a princess, and continuing on Facebook posts to claim to be the wife of the Prince of Hawaii, it makes normal people think you are an imbecile, a totally unhinged drama queen, and an idiot!!!!! And it makes them think twice about ever having you around their children.

There is no doubt that you were absolutely cognizant of the fact that those people knew me, and were probably in contact with me on a regular basis. You didn't care if your lies caused me to lose my job, or lose my house, or lose family and friends. You didn't care that maybe I might see your post while I was sick at home, suffering from a life threatening case of Covid. You didn't care that maybe I had just had to watch a cherished elderly cat of mine die in my arms. You didn't care that maybe I was suffering from devastating health issues, and the last thing I should have had to deal with was lies spread about me all over the Internet. Lies concocted by a sister who should have been a better sister than that. A sister who has owed me a lot over the years, financially, emotionally, physically, personally, in a plethora of other different ways. A sister that I protected over decades. I was always a sister that you knew was always trustworthy and who you always turned to for help. A sister you owe a lot to, and who has never sent you a bill, metaphorically or literally. You didn't care how your lies would affect my life, did you? No. You just wanted the dopamine rush that most liars and con artists receive when they're lying, conning and manipulating.

Your jealousy got the better of you. You enjoyed feeding your envy and immature jealousy. Did you enjoy acting on your jealousy of me with lies? Did you think, when you posted all those lies that you were somehow getting revenge on me? Did you think you were putting me in my place?  Did you think you were hurting me? Well, as normal, I saw through your BS for what it was.

Did you get a thrill when you posted all those lies about me? Something tells me that you didn't get the same thrill when you read  these truths about yourself. You didn't even consider that when you post lies about someone, they might post truths about you. I literally let it slide for 16 years. 16 YEARS you've been posting lies about me on the internet, and for 16 years you've gotten away with it. For 16 years you revelled in it. You thought it somehow made you superior. You had the world at the tips of your fingers, didn't you? That gave you the feeling of having POWER! POWER!!!!! POWER!!!! But no. No power. I was just ignoring you. I was putting out the fires you started. Because I'm a mature human being I was hoping it would stop. That you would grow out of it or get bored. Girl! You have way to much time on your hands!!! But instead of finding a job and sticking to it, or volunteering in your community, or going back to school to become more that just functionally illiterate, you prefer to sit on social media, where you have the shield of anonymity, and feed your jealousy by causing trouble for me. 

When I got in contact with you last year you were extremely rude and disrespectful. What you should have done was taken the opportunity to apologize and to make right the havoc you have wreaked. 

Did you bother to tell you daughters that I got a hold of you because I was looking to put your daughters in my will, but you declined on their behalf? How would you have felt if mom did that to you? You would have been pissed 😡, and you would have pitched a huge temper tantrum! A prone Not a Princess, fists pounding, feet kicking, with foam and spittle oozing from your mouth would have been on full display for everyone to see!  

I hope it was worth it. 👍

** NOT A PRINCESS! **

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>>>>  Dinoooo <<<<

Click above link to Visit DINO Page!

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(The Lot Lizard 🦎 )

(Coming Soon)

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Years and years of Not a Princess posting lies about me all over the Internet. I guess I was supposed to just lay down and take it. I didn't deserve to be lied about. 

Not a Princess is a No-Holds-Barred look at the chronic lies, laziness and moronic behavior of one woman.

There is no such thing as YOUR TRUTH, only THE TRUTH.

I am sick and tired of the lies being spread about me so I'm going to tell some truths. 

"Not a Princess" is telling people that I am bipolar, that I'm heavy in a drug addiction, that I am a whore that lets men pay my bills in exchange for "services." None of that is true. And I am sick of the lies, so here comes the truth. 

I am sick and tired of her spreading lies about me. It's time for the truth to be spread. She posted on people's Facebook pages that I was not contacting the family because I was heavy into a drug addiction. And she said that she and our oldest sister are the only ones in the family that never did drugs. Our oldest sister not only did drugs, she was part of the '60s drug culture. She was married to a heavy heroin addict. She told me that he got her to use it, too. I know she smoked pot because she smoked pot when she was in my living room. But all of a sudden she's a non-user when the fact is she is a heavy user. I am done with being "not a princess's" door-mat. It took me 2 years to find all the lies that she posted on families Facebook pages, and for me to ask them to please remove the lies. Not a princess even used the death of a little boy in our family, who was murdered by the mother's boyfriend, as a way to weasel her way into a Facebook page and post the lie that I was heavy into an addiction. So she enjoyed posting lies about me over, and over, and over again. I hope she enjoyw my posting the truth as much as she enjoyed posting lies.

It was discovered that she put up an Anc.estry tree where she included ALL living family members personal information. This includes me, my kids and their families, Not a Princess's daughters and their kid ds, husband's, boyfriends, etc. including our oldest sister's personal information, and her children's and grandchildren's personal information. That included names, birthdates, addresses, nicknames, where everyone worked, schools or colleges attended, boyfriends and girlfriend's names, in-law's names. Model of cars they drive. EVERYTHING!!!!  I reported it to Anc.estry.

That, on top of the lies about me made it clear that ignoring her was no longer the path I was willing to take. There are lies about me all over the internet thanks to my sister. I feel the truth is the best disinfectant against lies.

FAFO.

I have a full-time job. I am good at my job, and it has to do with the legal field. I have a mortgage on a home. It's my mortgage and nobody else pays for it. I have a 2026 car that is is fully paid off, and is a treasure. A man has never paid a single day of my rent or my mortgage from the day I turned 18. I buy my own food. I buy my own clothing. I buy my own automobiles. I fought my ex-husband for custody of our child, while he had a high price lawyer, I only had myself as a lawyer. And I fought tooth and nail for custody of my child. And in court, in front of the judge, in front of the mediator, in front of CPS, Not only did I win full custody, but I proved that this military officer should not be allowed visitation of the child! That's how bad of a man he was. His lawyer going up against me, a layman, with no experience, could not counter all my evidence that this man was an unfit father. And I did it myself, and I did it with nobody backing me. 

So all the lies that "Not a Princess" tells are done. I'm done. This page will stay up until the day I die, and beyond. And if there becomes a problem with this page, I will move it to another server. Because this page is going to be full of truth. Not MY truth, THE truth. I'm not going to be the whipping boy anymore.

Join me in an amazing trip through lies, con jobs, narcissism and manipulation.

“NOT a Princess” contacts people, literally calling herself HRH Princess “V***** ****.” 🤦‍♀️

I am using the pseudonym of "Not a Princess" instead of her name out of total embarrassment. I may start using her real name at some point, probably after I've completed this site.

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Stupidly, I WAS going to leave my home, that has 300K in equity, and my brand new car, to my sister or to her children, but when I tried to contact her, she started spreading more lies about me. Yes, I know, it was stupid of me to even consider leaving that kind of money to her, but sometimes I get sentimental. But I got over it! Lol!!!

I am leaving everything to my dear friend and her husband. They were the ones who were there for me when a fell on ice destroyed my hand, and when my cherished cats died. They gave my cars jumps when my batteries died. They took me to dinner on my birthdays and cared whether I lived or died.

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Dino!

"Dino!" Will show the Con-Job perpetrated on a sister who loved and cared about Dino and her children.

(This Site is Still Under Construction.)

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The Lot Lizard

A low-rent hooker, a drug addict, a grifter, an unfit mother, chronic liar.

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My Mother

Our mother never should have had children. One of the things I grew up hearing her say to us was she wished she had drowned us all at birth. She also said she wished she had never had children and it chosen to just be an old lady who raised cats. 

My mother was very physically and emotionally abusive. My father would spank us but only when my mom would tell him he needed to do that. For the most part Dad was out to sea, or doing a 6 month tour or in War, or sleeping on the couch. I don't know if he spent his life in a depression or if living with my mother was just so much stress that he disassociated from the rest of the world mentally. Don't get me wrong, he could be a little abusive. I remember one time asking him to help me with some homework that I was having difficulty with and he refused. Instead, he literally hit me upside my head and called me stupid. In hindsight I think that might be because he only had a sixth grade education and maybe was embarrassed to say because he couldn't help. But then again that might be an excuse made by an abused child about an abusive parent. 

In any case my mother was definitely the abuser in the family. She was not happy with the life she had. She always belittled and demeaned my father for not having achieved the rank in the military that she wanted him to have. She was disappointed in we girls in every way possible. She would belittle into demean us every chance she got. 

And as an adult in hindsight I realized that one of the reasons her abuse got so bad, and I mean physical abuse, at times was because those were the times when my dad was out to sea and my mother was stressing. She didn't handle stress well. The way she handled her stress was to take it out on her children. I remember times where she would be using my dad's belt like it was a whip and just literally chasing me around my bedroom whipping me with the belt. I remember one time when I was so little and she had been beating me so hard that I ran out of the house. I must have only been about 3 years old. I ran out the front door hoping that maybe one of the neighbors would see and would come and help me. But nobody did. And my mom dragged me back in the house and I got it 10 times worse because I had defied her and looked for help.

When I was 14 I went to the school counselor and I told them that she would beat us almost on a daily basis. Keeping in mind this was the '70s. I couldn't believe who they sent to investigate. They sent the PE coach, a man in his forties, to our house to investigate my claims. From the minute he walked in the house I knew that he already had decided I was lying. He sat in this really nice rattan rocking chair my mom had in the living room. My mother gave him coffee and they chit-chatted, and he explained to my mom that he was investigating my claims of child abuse. My mother acted like it was a ridiculous claim and that I was just an out of control child. And that's exactly what the PE coach had already decided. He literally looked at me, put both hands on the rattan part of the chair he was sitting in, and he said "I don't believe you are being abused because you have nice furniture." That's what he said. I guess the idea was that it if you had a nice home and nice furniture you were not being abused. It was after that that I stopped telling people never reported it again. I believed from that point on that I wasn't being abused.... the abuse I took was "normal." That every family had a mom who would break a hairbrush on a child's bottom. Who would have a mom who would put them in a shower and turn the cold water on and make them stay in it. A mom who would the minute the dad was gone out to sea would become evil and look for every reason possible to physically assault her children. 

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Also, look for the new site!

The cast of characters include:

the Little Weasel & the Groomer (While he freely spreads his lies...She freely spreads her legs.)

Plus: Beta-male baldy, Rainbow Not so Bright, the Foul Mouthed Therapist, and the bucktoothed fat basement dweller.

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