I’m sorry. nothing you have done has warranted the way i’ve treated you. lets get married and have three kids, two girls one boy: Julia, Samantha, and Jimmy. I’ll end up getting breast cancer and using all of the families funds for treatment but still end up dying at the age of 42. you’ll be a single father of three; going about your sad life struggling with loneliness. no woman will ever want to date you because you have three kids, you’re depressed, and you’re struggling to recover financially because of my cancer treatments. eventually you will indulge in your depression, drop the kids off at the bus stop down the road and come back home to write a suicide letter. you will wait for the kids to get picked up by the bus and then blow your brains out with a Remington 870; the kids will come back home from school and to their horror find you covered in blood with a gaping hole in your head. the kids will go from orphanage to orphanage, Julia kills herself at 16 and just a week later Samantha does the same. Jim

Ur the worst person I ever met I wish I never met u ur so stupid I hate u so much!! I am so sry this isn't supposed to be srs

my 3 rabbits died because of my stupid and lovely dog