Dummy Bitch

Dear Jane Doe,

You're the dumbest bitch I know at the moment. It's one thing to be ignorant to your demise, but to know and still run around like a foolish hoe is just beyond me. How can you live like that? Is it really possible to have fun and live it up with such thoughts in mind? Or do you even have thoughts of your inevitable demise in mind? I hope to God that the last answer isn't "No" because that would just make you an even worse human being than I already think you are in my confusion. Don't fuck it up please...I would rather not run out of words.

If you became anymore fucking silly and disgusting than you already are I would just have to kill myself to save myself the acknowledgement that there really is someone like you that exists in this world. Do me a favor though and don't call me asking me dumb shit that you already know and make me look like a fucking ass when I realize that everything I said was in vain. Do me an even bigger favor and just disappear. Well...you might not have to execute that one for me. Ha ha ha!...

I don't know how I get so caught up wasting my time with hopeless hookers like you, and shame on me for fooling me twice because this is my SECOND time going through this bullshit and drama with you. In fact, you turn me off completely from wanted to even accept or be friends with females at all. You're doing an injustice to your own gender you fucking bitch. I think you forget that I'm not impressed by your cunt so I don't fall for that estrogen spell like the fucking idiots you already got pounding you out and/or the ones you have planned to. Nasty bitch...

-A lesson that has come with GREAT consequence, and now I will be more judgmental.

Signed,

Harvey Champagne.