O' to mickey

Your voice is nails to a chalkboard and your words are crude and probing and pitiful.

You're pathetic, I smell the stench of desperation coming from your ill kept body.

Seriously, do you even know what the definition of fucking hygieneis?

If anyone ever says somethingyou disagree with, you bite their head off and try to make them feel less or stupid when nothing you say ever makes sense.

You make up facts, all the bullshit you spew certainly must take you all day to write.

It's sickening, your existence is sickening.

I'm sick of you and your idiocy and cruelty and arrogance and lies and back-stabbing type of attitude.

Sick of the copying andmimicking tobe like me, sick of the shityou say, sickofhavingto see your face and smell you, and sick of you in general.

Do me a favor, go away, because I'm too nice to say it for you.