B. E.

You are a lowlife. You are scum. You are a heartless, selfish, thieving b******. I hope you get caught stealing and get fired. I hope you mess up and go to prison. I would wish you’d get hit by a bus, but I’m too nice for that. Even so, you deserve it! I don’t hate many people. People have done horrible things yet I can find it in my heart to forgive them. YOU I don’t know about. YOU I am feeling hatred toward. I pray that God will ease my hatred and help me forgive you. But goodness knows I don’t WANT to, you freaking piece of pathetic s***. If you ruin our plans to finally get our own place I will hate you forever. Though of course you don’t care who hates you, obviously, as long as you find someone to steal from who trusts you.

Well we learned the hard way, didn’t we? You a******. You won’t be getting any more money from us. The nerve of you, you insolent, stinking cur. You dog. You pig. You poor excuse for a human being. You’re no better than a piece of dog crap that’s been scraped across the grass.

I don’t like being mad like this.