I want to kill my cousin. I want to chop his p**** and shove it down his throat until he f****** dies. He can die for all I care, and he could stick his d*** in an anthill, or maybe he already did because he’s ‘gay’
Honestly, that’s just b*******. He just pretends, he isn’t actually gay, he’s a creepy m***********.
I want to grab a bat, and f****** beat him till he’s dead. Saying all that s*** like;
‘I changed!’
‘I did nothing wrong, I’m so perfect.’
‘I’m pretending to be suicidal for attention.’
Like, just shut the f*** up.
You f****** touched me all over, you told me you had a f****** crush on me even though we’re cousins, you technically forced me to read h***** with you, you were always so close to me and hugging me like a f****** hippie.
You basically caused my eating disorder and desire to become skinny.
‘Oh! You gained weight, you have to lose some.’
‘Oh! You should gain weight, otherwise you’ll be skinny forever.’
‘Oh! You’re fat, you need to lose weight.’
SHUT THE F*** UP.
You posted a picture of your f****** sister online for everyone to see, you’re a f****** creep.
So, I wouldn’t mind if you died, on that day, when we were in the van, you knew full well you were touching my t** you f****** a******, it’s pretty f****** stupid a week later you confessed to me.
I hope you die, I hope you rot, I hope you get your p**** chopped off, If you harm any of my others friends, I’ll f****** jump you and make sure you don’t do it again c*** sucker.
