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Sabrina Tom Helm Vancouver B.C sociopath sabbi

Sabrina Helm / Sabrina Tom is such a scumbag I need to use point form notes. She had Hpv and passed it on to at least three men. Also she spent a summer f*****g a raver drug dealer and who knows who else, unprotected. Searched through music festive garbage to find glass surfaces and left over drugs used and shared by who knows. then GAVE blood. So she could take a selfie on Instagram (_lovesabrina) she is posted as a fetish s**t all over the web as sabbit om. She stole food from shelters and spent her little money on drugs and popcorn. She let her dog run around the city with no tag or phone number, and used her dog having people take care of it while she cheated behind their backs. At least twice. she got herself in so much debt that she was going to declare bankruptcy, and flood the internet with nude shots because they MAY win a model mayhem contest and she MAY get $500 Her grandfather paid off her debt $25000+ with this money she…Quit her job, cheated on and left her boyfriend, didn’t work for 7 months and partied. Tried every hard drug in the books while f*****g her drug dealer boyfriend. After she couldn’t afford s**t so when her dog died and she lost her job had to ask for more money. Lied to the police when her ex found out she cheated. He posted it on Instagram and she told the police she was scared for her safety, although she was still contacting him. She said he was threatening to hurt her dog, which was already dead. she is guilty of drug dealing, stealing, defamation, and contempt of court. That’s enough, the list goes on. She is a brat. A self absorbed narcissist who becomes consumed with her click, or immediate surroundings. If she needs you. You will see a quiet, caring thoughtful girl. The moment (you) being a job, a friend, a boyfriend, family member, even a ethical value, become not needed (her words) she will sell you out. She digs herself into a nightmare and then cries wolf, so everyone feels sorry for her and says whatever is needed to make her sound like an angle. Broken goods!

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  1. Wow. I personally remember this woman snorting so much k, I can’t believe she is a mother. Wtf. Just what the world needs. More children raising children. this just makes me sick.

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  2. You write this post and judge me! I simply know what I can and cannot handle. I am human. I make mistakes. You sit at your computer and type out judgement after judgement. I will share with you something that I don’t know if you care to read or not, but it’s something I don’t like to tell people. If you feel the need to exploit this, go ahead, I understand consequences of actions.

    Yes. I come from love. It’s as much love as my family could offer me. Of course, it was never enough. My grandpa offers me money any time I am going through a hard time. He doesn’t know how to show it any other way. My mom resents me, though she will never know it. When my parents split for the first time in the summer between elementary and high school for me, I said yes when my dad asked me to live with him and my mom will never forget that. My dad ignored me most of my life and I tried my best to stay out of his way. Now we can talk like friends and that’s how he treats me most of the time, like a friend. I used to cut myself to find a way to concentrate the pain I felt as a teenager. I tried to run away twice. My dad was suicidal and absent, my mom angry and bitter. So what, I’m not gonna let my past haunt me, I have moved past all of that.

  3. You write this post and judge me! I simply know what I can and cannot handle. I am human. I make mistakes. You sit at your computer and type out judgement after judgement. I will share with you something that I don’t know if you care to read or not, but it’s something I don’t like to tell people. If you feel the need to exploit this, go ahead, I understand consequences of actions.

    Yes. I come from love. It’s as much love as my family could offer me. Of course, it was never enough. My grandpa offers me money any time I am going through a hard time. He doesn’t know how to show it any other way. My mom resents me, though she will never know it. When my parents split for the first time in the summer between elementary and high school for me, I said yes when my dad asked me to live with him and my mom will never forget that. My dad ignored me most of my life and I tried my best to stay out of his way. Now we can talk like friends and that’s how he treats me most of the time, like a friend. I used to cut myself to find a way to concentrate the pain I felt as a teenager. I tried to run away twice. My dad was suicidal and absent, my mom angry and bitter. So what, I’m

  4. What the f**k is wrong with you Sabrina.
    This is how you treat someone who you asked to fix broken girls, someone who loved and cared for you.
    You spend a year convincing me you love me, needy and broken. Then tell me so many lies as your leaving, pull me back, for what? Because you wee so empty you needed someone to compleat you? Your baby blanket wasn’t enough. Yet you’re so proud. You act like a compleat cold hearted fool, drag on what you call love for 9 months of the most stressful traumatizing time of my life, all the time I’m fighting to put up with the abuse, and still hold a place for you. What kind of sick broken person knowingly destroys another and never has the courage, character, or pride to explain themselves? For five years. You know what you did has hurt me so much that it still hurts me today? Why are you so stubborn, cruel and proud, that in five years you’ve said nothing.
    You think that’s an apology, you talk about civil words? Your the reason it’s not civil. Your the one who lied, cheated, put me through unbearable silence, only after you would say enough excuses and lies to confuse and torment my mind.
    You have nothing to say for your self. You’re so proud you won’t even ask me what I’m doing. Like I’m such a failure you can’t even speak or look at me. Well guess what. I’m not crazy, I’m even more sensitive, caring, patient and empathetical then I was when I treated you well, as well as one possibly could, not good enough for you, but nothing was.
    You could have taped into my heart no problem, if for up one moment you didn’t want to be a b***h because you can, because other people shelter you and allow it.
    So live with yourself. I live with the trauma you gave me. Never to be a s happy as I was before you leeched your way into my life, asking for comfort, taking every inch you could of my heart and time, idealizing me for a year just to leave when in most vulnerable, stabbing me again and again.
    Yes live with yourself, knowing that everyday, all 1600 days and nights I have suffered nightmares and obsessions due to your selfishness, and utter lack of responsibility for yourself or fellow humans, if you can be called a human. 1600 days you could have made a difference. You’d rather hide, go to the police, cry for help, anything other then offer the truth I deserve that would have helped me so much.
    So tell yourself I’m crazy, tell yourself that you did nothing wrong, tell yourself that it’s not completely your fault for putting me through all this, for destroying a human being with a huge heart. Tell yourself you couldn’t do anything, tho you never even tried. You think I cared about the drugs, you are wrong, you think I didn’t enjoy my life, you were wrong, that was you miss “what if this is as good as it gets” you say you were my only happiness. No that’s you, the one that’s never been happy by themselves.
    I said it, you didn’t know what you wanted, now I guess you stub led upon it. Lucky girl.
    So your call. I’ll remind you of what a horrible, hurtful, spiteful, manipulative, lying cheating cold hearted b***h you were, to me and from the sound of your story, too everyone who’s cared for you in the past. I’ll remind you everyday I suffer, asking for nothing but an explanation I deserved every single f*****g day.
    You can show how grown up you are, actually try something different, and speak like an adult. Or continue to hide like a coward, so proud, you’d cost someone their life just to hide from actions that even your cold heart knows we’re wrong.
    I was so good to you, you’ve ruined my heart and mind. I hope you’ve at least told him what happened and your marriage isn’t based on lies. So you obviously can explaine yourself, just continue to make the choice to be silent.

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