Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Box #1

this one is for you, you fucking bitch. you fucking bully.
i hate you and all that you think you stand up for. you push people around. no one will stand up and tell you what they really think. it;s easier to make me the bad guy while they all kiss your ass and let you believe your delusional lies. and that's what it really is, lies. you make up the story how you want it to go. that way you can never take the blame for anything. i sat there and told you every thing i thought. and guess what....all your friends talked about you too. they all think your a looney, but now that there is a scape goat, me, they will never tell all the shit they said.
you child is going to be fucked up. your marriage is over. you are trash. something somewhere in your life put the hurt on you. i don't know know if uncle daddy was playing park this car in your garage or what. but you are FUCKED and i truly hate you.
oh yea,
i fucked your husband.

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