What happens when you diss the ones I love

(Fuck you! You know who you are, so I wont even bother mentioning your name. I've known you a long long time, and yet, it only took a couple of words to make me see what you really are. You did me a great favour yesterday with your comment, I bet you wish you'd said nothing. but you lost.

you were only bad energy, so this became an excellent excuse. and I was looking for one. I know you probably don't understand that much english, but, I hope you choke on your own vomit after eating rotten sausage and bad eggs and drinking sour milk. So you wake up covered by a new substance scientists would describe only as "unknown to mankind". and then they'd start to study it, and the amazing research of its never-before-seen consistance would give someone the Nobel Prize in Science. 

I am torn by wether I should even vindicate your existance by dedicating this entry to you. Pretend I didn't. Cos you don't exist anymore.

Thank you for making me see it more clearly.

cutting all bad strings.

e.)