Is it a nightmare to have me sit near you? Do you fear for your life? Is it horrible to be sitting near a “whore”? Do you feel bad about all the pain you have caused me? Are you worried about me finding out about the stories you tell about me? And what I’ll do after I find out? Do you regret it? Do you ever think your life isn’t worth living? Are you afraid of me because you know I can get you in more trouble then you ever thought? I hate the sound of your voice. I hate your hands and how they have no knuckles. I hate the way your lips move when you talk. It is as if you are eating and talking at the same time. I’m GLAD I didn’t end up having your kid. It would have been a fucked up little thing with arms and legs coming out of who knows where, maybe missing some limbs and not having knuckles, with a really annoying voice, and a gross mouth. But that’s only the things that you would have contributed. The only way I would really enjoy seeing you would be if I had beaten you up severely. And your body was covered in bruises, your teeth were knocked out, all your body hair had been waxed off, and you were then tied to a .... I forgot the name of it..(thing that stretches out your body). Where I then proceed to fry up your penis while it is still attached to your body. Then I take a hammer to your arms and legs, and break every bone in your body, cut out your tongue with a rusty nail. And leave you until the animals take you away. My wish for you! I hope you are trapped on an island filled with gay men, and all you have to eat is Cool Ranch Doritos and Milk. And that you get lots and lots of STD’s from the REAL whore! :)