NOT WHOM YOU SEEM TO BE

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By Rebecca Elizabeth Pineda •

YOUR ONE FUCKEN UGLY OLD LADY WHO SHOULD HAVE CROAKED I HATE YOU SO MUCH INSIDE TO ME YOUR A FUCKEN JOKE. YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE TELLING OTHER'S HOW TO LIVE WHEN DEEP DOWN INSIDE YOU KNOW IT'S YOU WHO KILLED YOUR KID. YOU STUPID BITCH I HATE WHO YOU ARE. WHERE YOU COME FROM ISN'T ALL THAT HARD. HAVING A HEART LIKE YOUR'S THAT'S GONE SOUR FUCK YOU AND ALL YOU BELIEVE ALL THAT SHIT WITCH POWER. TRY THAT MOVE WITH GOD THROW THE CARD'S SEE HOW FAR YOU GET I'D BET YOU'D RATHER CROAK THEN SEE WHAT ELSE COME'S NEXT. YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE WITH ME BITCH THOUGHT I'D BE LIKE YOU THERE'S SOMETHING YOU CAN'T CONTROL AND THAT'S HOW MUCH YOU HATE THE TRUTH. PURO LIE'S TALKING SHIT TAKING PEOPLE'S MONEY TO HELL WITH YOU GRANDMA I'D RATHER BE POOR CAUSE HELL ISN'T FUNNY. THE END

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