So if u see me in the gym or the streets dont confront me stay away from me i carry a gun u bastards.
And I never forget when someone wrongs me, if I get a chance in 10 or 20 years or whenever I will get u back.
Oh by the way I found out last week that 1 of my uncles, the piece of garbage who UNSUCCESSFULLY tried to orchestrate some kind of extortion attempt against me, the alcoholic fuk suffered a heart attack and died. My grandmother was crying as she passed me the news, I said thanks, thats wonderful, 1 less worry in my mind. DIe all u bastards who wronged me, hope u burn in hell further u sons of whores.
Just sharing the good news.
Hope I can bring him back to life just to see him die again. Oh I would've spontaneously cum in my manties if only I could've watched him die. Oh if only just he and I were there so no witnesses, and he was having the heart attack and begging me for water or oxygen, I would laugh, piss on his face and watch him die slowly. Slower the better. Oh the glory, how wonderful that would've been, watching someone who wronged u experience the lady known as karma.