There are many horrid things I COULD say about you. But like always, I only write the highlights in my cards to you.
You suck and deserve your vaginal area to prolapse on contact of a Grim reaper's icy touch.
I am really glad there is only one of you. Couldn't bare to see another.
Your flowers are in route, yes the ones you are allergic too, and the same exact amount of money in correlation of how many years you have tormented me. One dollar for every year. It's twenty now, but you are probably so ******** shitfaced you wont even notice.... Except when you see it will support your angel dust habit. I hate you, and when God finally puts you to rest, I seriously hope he exposes your hypocritical religious views and sluttish antics.
· Sat May 10, 2014 @ 02:14am · 0 Comments