Dear sis and your so called hubby
For everything you do I’d like to forget you, and everyday I’m gonna blame you………..And even if you justify every fucking bullshit lie it only makes me want to break you.
You pull me down and you crucify my name, you make me insane. You fucked up now, don’t ever look my way…………Don’t ever think I’ve forgotten one word spewed from a mouth that knows no truth. I fucking hate you, your such a liar, and I love to hate you……………you’re both the same to me.
When you repeatedly took advantage of me, the only thought I get of you sickens me, everybody knows your fake, you’re everything I fucking hate, and I’m everything you could never be……….. Irritability is my only fault, temper, rage, anger, mental displeasures imposed upon me forcibly by the blood we share that cause my inner annoyance.
It’s broken now, don’t you ever look my way, cause I fucking hate you…………Again, and again you allow another to come between our one way relationship…………I’ve lost nothing, you’ve lost plenty…………Always there for you through and through…………through it all. The days of theft with little hearts broken, and left to wonder…….why? Remember, the nights of drug induced delusions of soldiers in the corn field………..Who was there with you to watch you cry. The days of playing the victim…………just how long was that gonna last, well, at the blink of an eye it was over fast………..You’re dead an broken, you have no soul, and to someone you’ll one day pay the toll.
Sister when will you ever take on your own personality, and take ownership of yourself? You took on the characteristics of a thieving, drug abusing, and deceitful creature that taints the use of the label human-being. And now, just look at you now! You’re saturated with the traits of an obsessive, over controlling coward who’s only goal was to separate you from your brother……………..just as he has from his past so called pathetic relationships…………That’s right, I’m talking to you boy, the over weight child in a mans body…………..the day will come, my day will come. So, with all that said, go ahead little sis and sulk. Play the victim to all you see, and tell them all of your brothers fit of pique, so you can once again say “please, feel sorry for poor little me.” The West Virginia bullshit, for me now I guess since I’ve had my say there’s really no more need to hate, because the West Virginia bullshit has departed the state.
But, me being me………………..I still fucking hate you! You’re both the same to me! I hope this one is always there for you, because I sure the hell won’t be………………You’re both living inspirations of what I never wanna be! Borrower of character and others traits, never individuality, never the carrier of your own persona, always hiding in the shadows of others in a disgraceful attempt at covering up the true you, but she sees now all that you do and all that you’ve done. I think our mother now knows the truth, and is pleased with her son………………..Are you now feeling like the lonely one?
Goodbye Sis…………
No Mercy
