No one asked to see you, either, dear. Never even had an interest in talkin' to you any more, bitch. That's why I stopped replyin' to you. You are no better than any of these other stinkin' hoes. You do radiate a scent off of you, all right. It's called nasty. Spreadin' your legs for any man who happens to be convenient. Shame on you. All I make anyone see is the truth. Sad you are too weak to see it. The good in others ain't the size of their dicks, lil' lady. Nor is it how many men you can cyberfuck in a week.
Dear Jake34,
Wow to see you on Thanksgiving. Thank you. You have no idea what you catalysized in my life. I ditto your response in never wanting to talk to each other again. However in being such an Ass hole to me, you made me see the good in others.
Good luck to you. I hope you use your bile to digest some turkey today, and not some unfortunate person in your path.
A stronger lister.


