Few people realize how much of a bitch I can be. Which surprises me. Often times, when a person is pissing me off this song plays on repeat in my head. And all my people have a dance rave to it while we stomp your face in and hurt you. Hurt you very, very badly. The torture I've imagined is brilliant. So today's disturbed thoughts of violence are dedicated to that special bitch who can't help but piss me off every chance she gets. I hope it makes you smile, too.
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