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Complete Hatred.

I can't tell you how much I hate you right now, Is it equal to the amount that you hate me? probably not, I'm not here to argue which one of us is the more soulless, I already know that you are the one that is the soulless Cunt. the more information i uncover the more i find this is just an attempt to destroy everything that I am.. as i said yesterday this is only a small victory and the only way you win is if i surrender and give you ultimate victory, newsflash bitch.. that will never fucking happen, I'm not going to burden that child with the fact his father was a suicide... you know me heart and soul you should no that not only am i not capable of this you should also know that as long as i draw breath i will not surrender and I will not back down...Never compromise. Not even in the face of Armageddon... and your small victory is no way close to being anywhere near Armageddon. I can understand that you may think that this is the end of the road but please I'm begging you, please attend court without a lawyer,please show your true colors once again in from of the same judge, I made a promise to myself a few months back that i will be keeping to, I will never speak to you again, you will be dealing my lawyer and the courts only this time around.. I will not fucking speak to you period ever again, you are simply not worth my time.. I will just stare at you with jet black eyes full of black hatred and let you deal with your own stupidity, but please be the idiot that i know that you are and the selfish greedy whore that the money has made you, when your purse is more important to you than your child is.. that truly shows exactly the person that you are. at the end of the day you will not deserve mercy and/or any kind of compassion and you have stripped my life to the bone and taken every part of me and left it exposed in the blistering sun... I will do the same to yours... and I won't care the same way you have not.

Current Mood: Determined, Angry, Hate filled.
Current Music: Eminem, Puke.
All men kill the thing they hate, too, unless, of course, it kills them first.

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