Dear b*tch

Dear b*tch

 

Dear b*tch

I can’t believe that you were once a miss

I can’t believe you’ve got all you’ve received

I can’t believe that you are, well, simply … a b*tch!

 

You might think your asses are born to be kissed

You might think you are somehow born to lead

But no!

You are born shaper-teeth than a whore, dirty-paws than a b*tch

 

I hope you know this:

That I hate you, b*tch!

Hope that you die and go to the hell’s pit!

Must be the deepest

Must be the darkest

F*ck you, b*tch!

 

-T.H-

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