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Dearest Bitch,
I often fantasize about gutting you, and decorating a house with your intestines. Kind of like those Hallmark holidays where people put up lights and pat each others asses over Jesus and other crap? Yeah.
We could even call it National Mundane Hate-Crime Day, I'm sure there are plenty of people around here who would get behind that.
So I'm pretty much trying to tell you to go fuck yourself, if you didn't catch on to the moral of the story above.
Sincerely,
Ruby ♥
I often fantasize about gutting you, and decorating a house with your intestines. Kind of like those Hallmark holidays where people put up lights and pat each others asses over Jesus and other crap? Yeah.
We could even call it National Mundane Hate-Crime Day, I'm sure there are plenty of people around here who would get behind that.
So I'm pretty much trying to tell you to go fuck yourself, if you didn't catch on to the moral of the story above.
Sincerely,
Ruby ♥
