December 10, 2019
There are no words to describe how much I loathe, despise and abhor you. You and your fucking backpack, which you refuse, like the monstrous subhuman pond life you are, to take off and stand on the floor, like a civilised, decent, humane person would. Donít fucking touch me, you bastard. Not even a little bit. You brush me and I can feel it, so I know damned well you can feel it too. But you donít give a shit, do you? If you only knew how close you were to getting your teeth kicked out, I suspect you would.