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to the B

To the b---- on the other side of the street. Yes, maybe God does not agree with me writing this letter but this is the only way I can express my shimmering character. I never disrespected you in any which way or form. I may not have liked you but I always showed you love. I never called you by your first name but I should have.I called you: aunt and your loving husband uncle, but that was not enough or fulfilling, instead you had to take my father. My loving father, who loved his wife and two wonderful and beautifully made daughters. So my dear what do want from my family.Well I am here to tell you this: you can’t have any more. Your fingers have run through my father hair and body for to long. Your nasty ass has sat on his lap and body for too, too long. You are a waste of Gods time. Have you not learned from your second to last child, the reminder of the other man? Who has injected his sperm into your worthless peace of body… You might never learn. Why? Because people like you were never meant to be born or to even live. You were meant to eat form a dogs dish and drink from a pigs ass. (Anyway you still do) so if you were to convert to and animal no one will miss you because you act like one, which one we don’t know. You will accept not even second best but the garbage on the street which the homeless even rejects, for it is to old, dry and to used but only a waste like you will take it and bore children from it, why because no one will never love a waste of *censored* like you. Who my ass sat and farted on for a very long time. ...

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