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An angsty love poem I wrote a long time ago...
(#) PARCD 2006-11-25 08:50:02 AMIf love is pain, I hope you never get married. God help us if someone with such a shriveled-up uterus like you ever reproduces. Or maybe, the husband is blind and can't see how pathetic, stupid and ugly you are. Or, maybe he's deaf and can't hear your mousy, greasy, slimy annoying voice and doesn't know what you really are: a fucktard with no friends, no life and no talent.
Author's responseSomeone with a "shrivled up" uterus COULDN'T reproduce you retard. You just say those things because the only way you'll ever get laid is if someone never sees your face and it's in a pitch-dark room. You're just mad because no one loves you or ever will. Leave me the hell alone, you're not amusing anymore.