That’s right! I’m talking to you envious bitches again. All of you who’re not capable of seeing other peoples friendship prosper and be fruitful, especially not someone you’ve spend years stalking and get to know, so you can be as destructive as possible in as short time as possible just because you rodents are unable to assert yourself without pulling somebody, anybody you’re jealous of, down in the mudpit you’re digging on your path of intrigues, conflicts and drama. You’re like a river of pins and knives, stabbing backs and cutting bond, bleeding problems where ever you flow.
You don’t care who gets hurt. Family, children, neighbours. Who ever’s so unfortunate to be fetched up by the focus of the binoculars of your narrow minds and damaged personalities. You’re a pandemic disaster to mankind. A plague with no cure other than open, violently warfare of words and precious time. Time which can’t ever be won back. You’re stealing peoples lives, ruthlessly attacking those you find vulnerable, preferably someone sick and defenceless, because they’re so easy to strike. You’re the origin of the word bullying! Your poorly intellect doesn’t even understand that your actions will have consequenses, not only to those you intend to hurt, but to yourself, and people you might care about, if you’re able to cherize anything but your own need for malevolent entertainment. Because you’re many, and your victims stand alone. At least that’s what you think until the resitance to all your falsehood grows over your bloodthirsty heads, and somebody bites back. Hard!
Because there are something called justice, served by something called the judicial system, and you won’t get away with what you’re doing. People like you aren’t smart. You’re just harsh and careless and you’ve been going on like this for way too long without anyone showing you how wrong your immorality in fact is. You think you’re very clever, but you’re all so predictable, like venomous snakes, leaving corpses and traces of crap everywhere you do your evil work, avenging something you made up all by yourself to justify the damage you do upon innocent people and their lives. You don’t deserve to be handled with care! You deserve to be handled exactly the way you treat others; with no mercy!
You’re like sand between the buttocks after a trip to the beach. The joy of pushing your kind out of ones life is just as relieving as have been walking ten miles in shoes too small and then finally get the opportunity to take them off. No-one will ever wear such shoes again, that’s for sure. I pity only those who’re not strong enough to withstand the shitstorm that you are. You’re sick in the head! You need to be examined by a psychiatrist, but most of all you need to leave your victims alone! You have television and reality-shows to entertain your distasteful yearning for the suffering and the confusion of others being hunted and bullied. The fight between contestants in constructed battles and squabbles you’re so unbelievably and discustingly addicted to is not suitable nor legal in real life, you miserable drama whores. You need to get a life of meaning and stay out of others! You’re an abomination, an offense to the human race!
YOU NEED TO FUCK OFF!
365 sober days 