Wednesday, July 1, 2009

So stand up straight and firmly say,

To you both fat sad sacks of shits. . I do not like you at all. You disgust me. In my eyes, you are merely rebound attendants waiting to do your fucking job. I am your nightmare. You are my nuisance. This is my let-out, don't get your shit twisted. I hate how you both STAY on like that. You've done nothing to me, sure. But I don't give a shit. I wish death upon nobody, but I'd love to see you burn. .


Fear me bitch.

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