Dear you,
Yes you, fuck you all. Idgaf who the fuck you are. Go fucking die. I'm tired of your shit. I despise how you're on her shit twenty four fucking seven. And other fuckers just getting on her shit like nothing. Pissing me off left and right, homicidal images appear. Agitation becomes imminent and my rage is unlocked as if it was a knife through butter.
Ohhh how you piss me off you fuckers. I just wanna kill you all so baddly, in every which way possible.
Maybe it's me, I feel like a fucking trainwreck. Maybe it's my past shit, maybe it's just them that've scarred me this way. Maybe it's my own decision, maybe it's my choice.
Nonetheless, I choose to blame you for being that obstacle there to aggravate me and stress me out. No more than I blame the blackhearted bitch who fucked me over in the past. I'm paranoid as fuck I guess. I really don't know.
But listen here,
I really hope you fucking read this you faggot. All of you fuckers who pissed me off. You're fucking lucky I wouldn't wanna piss her off and just talk to you myself with no questions asked. I fucking despise you and allll the shit you cause me. Idc what you think about me, and how I am. But I'm fucking set trippin' off how YOU are bitch. Go rot in hell bastards.
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