Pure Hatred

the hatred of my life, you have cause so much pain, so much conflict, and so much nonsense. So I just want to say something to get off my chest and it goes like this...

You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. I wager you couldn't empty a boot of excrement were the instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly. 

You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable.

You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus.  And what meaning do you expect your delusional self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have to us who think and reason?

What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh. 

You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile.

You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed , drooling meatslapper. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce.

You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.  You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath.

you are degenerate

                   THE END

LMAO IM DELETING THIS REAL QUICK CAUSE IM AFRAID THE PERSON WHO MADE THID IS GONNA FIND THIS AND COPYRIGHT ME

but yeah hope you enjoyed😂 the person who made this obviously directed it @ someone and had to get it off their chest so I'm glad they did tbh

welp that's all I gotta say so gotta zayn