Toxic Venting - somehow she got under my skin

You fucking twatwaffle!! If you had said you weren't going to make it out here earlier I could have gone to see my Bonded - but no, you fucking egocentric felonfucker you waited until 1400 to say anything to the family kind enough to take of the kid you to abandoned to do some stupid shit for whatever sleazy dick you thought you'd get out of it.

You hurt my Bonded, abused him, physically and emotionally, and think your tainted yeasty pussy can get him back. He wasn't my Bonded when you hurt him, not until the end but he is now, and all I want to do is rip your scabby bleached ratsnest hair off your scalp and burn every fragment of anything attached to your toxic skin.

My Bonded is hurting, and lonely. And your narcissistic slug-brain prevented me from going to him, to help ease some of that pain with any sort of distraction. You are a conniving, manipulative, mange-ridden skank!!!!

Even knowing what this will do to my karma - I hope you get every ounce of the evil you put into the world. Stay out of my life, you hag; and the lives of those I hold closest to my soul.


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