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Monday, May 21, 2012

A jury would acquit. 

I want him to just die in a hole. Stupid sonofabitch.

Eight fucking hours I sat there waiting for him to get around to having time to have that "good conversation" he promised us. He was avoiding it so hard he even started answering the phone. Little pissant. I want to smash his head like a bug. He honestly doesn't give a flying fuck what it's doing to J and I, little fucktard. I want to wrap a chain around his neck, step on his head and yank it the fuck OFF.

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