Dear Cuntbag,
You are a fucking whore. I hate you and am tired of your attitude and paranoia. I don't enjoy living in your storage locker despite what you may believe. I am also tired of your holier than thou attitude and your fucking drama. Feel free to get some perscription drugs for that, strong ones. And another thing, please don't think that I need to inform you of my exact time of arrival home, if i'm home i'm home, if i'm not...don't concern yourself. And do not lock me out of my own apartment (since I pay half the rent) with the doorstop that I brought to the apartment. Just FYI, there is no boogeyman so it's really not necessary to sleep with the light in the livingroom on and your door open. there are no ghosts in the apartment so the only thing there to bother you in the night would be me. And i'm in my own room. In light of this fact, I really don't think it's necessary to sleep with the bb gun loaded and sitting on your mattress on the floor next to your head...
I hate to be a bitch, but since you have stopped treating me with the respect of a friend and adult i'll feel free to say this...I hope you never have children, you would be a terrible mother and your children would be miserable and have more psychological issues than you and their grandmother. I also hope that you don't get married, this is for the sake of your would be husband. The man would be so weak and bent that after living with you too long he will become a shell of a human. The only end to that marriage would be you killing him for thinking he was cheating on you, or him getting depressed and killing himself or you and the children so that they won't have to suffer any longer with you either.
Side note, I know now why you have such a difficult time maintaining friendships...you're a fucking bitch. If your husband shot you in the face and killed you I believe that your brother and your mother would be the only ones to miss you...because honestly, who else would your mom have to manipulate? And how would babysit for your brother? On the bright side, maybe another filthy loose slut will come along to take your place.
P.S. Yes, you do have a big nose. I lied.
