So I decided To Have a Chat With His Bitch
After a particularly upsetting day dealing with James I sent this to his girlfriend...
Hey Melissa. Me here. I'm a major bitch ... and I came to tell you I bow to the Queen of all skank whore bithces. ::*bow to you*:: I hate you with a fucking passion, and your fucking boyfriend, too. I realize you'll probably send this to him, do whatever the fuck you want... I could give a flying rats ass. I hate you both and wish you would be deported to Guatemala just so I wouldn't have to stomach the two of you fucking like barnyard animals ... I've seen rotting corpses that disgusted me less. And for your fucking information, I wasn't talking shit about you for a long time (till yesterday - skank) and you can spew bullshit from all your edifices about me but it's just that - bullshit. I've heard crap from a lot of people lately who've told me the lies you create in that sick fucking head of yours. Bite me bitch. You and James are so full of shit I'm surprised you haven't exploded.
Sick pussy assholes like yourselves are made for each other ... I hope you stay together till you either die from overdose or till he finally gets disgusted with your ugly ass. And I feel really sorry for you having to live in that fucked up world of yours. Frankly, you can believe all teh "seduction" and "She held me down!" stories you want ... but I know you know deep inside (even if you're too stupid to admit it) that I couldn't do anything against James' will ... believe what you want ... It'll happen again ... somewhere, some other poor girl ... and I will laugh at your physical and mental collapse. HAHA. But I don't want you to die ... I want you to suffer with your bitch in some mental institution somewhere far from me. You know, the kind with big roaches (and no, not marijuana you fucking druggie) Melissa is a huge druggie who spends all of her money on drugs - literally. and the orderlies who abuse the patients. The fact is, I realized today how fucking much I hate James ... (almost more than you) Definatley.... with that in mind, I have no logical reason to even pretend to be civil with you. This is my declaration of intentions ... just a little something to show you how much you mean to me. Don't fuck with me. I have nothing even remoatly holding me back. I have no patience for either of you ... bite me. I hate you ... and James of corse...
As I'm sure you can see, I was quite upset. Later that day James (not Melissa, shes too much of a fucking pussy) sent me a response. I found the response to be equally entertaining ...
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