Christina Peach (@thelittlenazi) — Love to love. Loved to be loved.
Understand my fellow German/Gemini. If you love who I am. No filter. Blunt honesty. Then you would love him. He's not as crazy as they make him look to be. Like people who don't know me think the same as they do of him. Except I'm not a billionaire lmao. Besides that. Same. Oh and of course I have no sick. Although many would say I have massive balls
Growing up I have always been into old Hollywood. From Rudolph Valentino. The first sex symbol who only did silent films. Jean Harlow I recall was the first female sex symbol. Of course Marilyn Monroe. And my love since 5 years old up to now 40 years old. And till the day I die. My love for Elvis. I have been fascinated by the lifestyle, looks, and fashion of old Hollywood. But the one bleach blonde. I would love to look like before plastic surgery did her wrong. Is Kim Novak. Absolutely stunning. Too old classic film lovers. She was James Stewart's obsession in Vertigo. I hope there are and more to be born. Those who will keep old Hollywood remembered. It was a unique, beautiful, and hush hush business ever. Not like today's. Let's view everyone's trash. I have no idea how that became an Ok thing to do. I hate trash. Hate watching, seeing trashy people. And their trashy lives. That is meant to stay in the four walls of your home. And in those days it was kept hidden. And all we saw was beauty, glamour, and class.
Outside of work. Smoking a cigarette. Due to the wire stressing the shit out of me. For I rarely smoke. But wire wouldn't cooperate. Amazes me. That in Prison we would wear double layers to go out to the yard. And weather never bothered us. Weird how freedom can make you more of a little bitch. Now I can't stand being out in it. I had such a hold on patience. And a more grown up way of looking at life in prison. But it seems it escaped my clutch. For I stress out over shit I have no control over.
On this day December 23 2013. Billy and I were raided by the drug task force. Here we are 5 years later. Out of that bullshit. And living a mundane normal bill paying life lol. Might be annoying and frustrating. But it's an honest life. A life with no scumbags or cutthroats around. We have enemies. The snitches. Who will never have what we have. They don't have the guts. To face what they owe for their crimes. Nor the balls that honor requires. We paid our dues for our crimes. We did honestly and honorably. We owned up to what we willingly did. And here we stand. My Clyde to my Bonnie. But this Bonnie and Clyde come out winning. Merry Christmas to everyone. Merry Christmas to the real women I met in my incarceration. I love you all. And keep your memories close to my heart. You girls are so special to me. Thank God for the family I have. Who love me. And were there for me and Billy. Merry Christmas everyone.