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| you were never that around |
Apr 3rd, 2005 10:52:08 am - Subscribe |
| i wrote this years ago. it made me feel better about what happened. ----- Dearest, I would like to take this opportunity to tell you how I feel about you. I have never felt what I feel about you so completely with anyone else. No one has subjugated these emotions within me in such a while. Actually, it was you; it was you who made me feel these things a long time ago. Now here you are, and you've done it again. What I'm trying to say is that you are the most repugnant person on the face of the earth. No, no... don't think I'm exaggerating to make you feel better. I honestly think you have no right to live. When I think of you, the memories that fill my head are only of the same caliber as those of the hideous beasts that sired you. Which, mind you, have recently killed themselves in recognition of what they've done. The very fact that you've made it this far only constitutes the fact that you're a roach. Sadly, you will outlive all of us, surviving nuclear wars and evolve backwards for many years to come. You are not a man. A man can admit when he's done wrong, he can recognize his stupidity yet yearn to grow and learn from it. You revel in your low levels of intelligence. The only thing in this world that DOESN'T repulse me like you do is the rotting my flesh will endure after I die. It brings me comfort. Only because then, and only then, I will never have to think, hear, or be reminded of you again. Death would be a sweet release from the shit that you are. Lastly, you're incredibly blind. You can't appreciate the fact that someone gave a flying fuck about you after all these years. You can't see that no one else in the fucking world even remotely likes you, much less think of you. And the one person that does gets treated like shit and turned away, ignored and belittled. You do NOT have the upper hand. You have nothing. But not for long, you see... because I hope you get something after all of your mental/emotional disorders. I hope you get a raging case of herpes. I hope your genitalia is so infected with a multitude of STD's that the doctors have lost all hope. No amount of penicillin in the world can cure your affliction. Ultimately, the only option would be amputation. And you'd deserve it all. Thanks for all the memories, next time I see you I will make sure to kick the shit out of you and smash that smug face of yours in with a bat, you fucking cunt. I hate you. --Sincerely, |
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