Dear Boss; For someone; not everyone. AM DONE WITH YOUR SHIT. One day we will look back as I'm sure everyone does and laugh. They; and the LIEs, and their SHiT and mostly the condescension. THEM. The stories we rave on as we think on the two; fondly. As one would think on the dead. I for one am tired of thinking of them at all. Do you remember her martyrdom laces with hypocracy? Her bullshit and all she wouldn't say to us. AS IF SHE WENT TO CHURCH. Remember as we watched, as you fucked her. As her "morals" became suggestions. She still doesn't know about it. She'll never know how far removed she is. From us, from him. One day she'll wake up and realize that her passive aggresive bullshit cost her everything. with great sin comes great c********** | �Repitition of Hatred�Loveless Avenue�Burn Out (and) Fade Away �Plofile�Notes�Host�Archive� |