KILL HER

10-14-2009 Wednesday

Could you just give me one post to let it all out??

I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU FUCKING GODDAMN BITCH. WHY, WHY IS IT TAKING SO LONG FOR YOU TO DIE? USELESS PEOPLE ARE SUPPOSED TO DIE, THAT MEANS, YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO FUCKING DIE, YOU USELESS CUNT.

Envision this folks, the bitch went to the hospital earlier so the doctors can check what the fuck is wrong with her, I mean if she's really sick, is she really dying (I hope so, please), or if she's faking it so she can be excused from trying to find a job or doing some chores at home. Nothing was wrong, so far, she said. They need to go back tomorrow for a CT scan and some dialysis shit, so they can check further. God, if the doctors can't find anything wrong at that initial check-up, isn't she really faking it? The fucking bitch.

So she went home from the check-up and guess what's the first thing she did? No, she did not change clothes, or wash her face, she immediately grabbed a chair, turned the TV on and the next thing I knew, she's lost in the entertainment world again. Where else can you find a mother like that? Just went home and faced the television. What the fuck is that about?!

Here we are again, I sit here in front of the pc to let this all out while the bitch watches TV again, all this while my gramma washes her dirty clothes in the bathroom. Can't she just drop dead here and die? Please? Anyone who knows how to kill a mother without using your bare hands? Some black magic, I think? Some curse?

GODDAMN YOU, FUCKING BITCH. THE ONLY TIME THAT I WILL BE HAPPY AND SATISFIED WITH MY LIFE IS WHEN YOU'RE DEAD AND GONE FOR GOOD. I WANT TO SAY ALL THIS IN THIS BLOG, HOPEFULLY, THIS WILL STOP ME FROM GRABBING HER HAIR AND BANGING HER HEAD AGAINST A CEMENTED WALL UNTIL SHE BLEEDS TO DEATH, OR IF THAT WASN'T ENOUGH, CHOKE HER TO DEATH, GRAB A KNIFE, CUT HER THROAT, OR MAYBE CHOP HER USELESS BODY TO MANY PIECES. DAMN, THAT'S HOW MUCH I HATE THAT CUNT. BELIEVE ME, MY HANDS ARE ACTUALLY SHAKING RIGHT NOW, EAGER TO JUST..I DON'T KNOW..KILL HER.

PLEASE. TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME, BEFORE I LOSE ALL SANITY I HAVE LEFT INSIDE MY TWISTED MIND.


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