Dec 23, 2006 15:40
dear scumbags
i hope you die and burn in hell for braking into my car and stealing my ipod (60gig full of amazing irreplacable music) and my little precious ibook computer, as well as my bag which contained my passport (no id left due to wallet getting stolen a few weeks ago, so no mexico city for me, which means no paycheck, which means no money), the new paperplane (sorry dylan, ill get you a new one) and my christmas present from perri (nicotine gum and chocolate). i also hope your death is very painful because the window you smashed is very expensive to fix. not only all this, i was returning to my car having spent my last cent on christmas presents. so its impossible for me now to do anything about all this. not until i save up enough money again to replace it all.
you have fucked up my christmas and it has just been a fucking horrible end to a horrible week.
yours sincerely
lizabeth
p.s. if i find you, im going to shoot you and your mother in the face for having giving birth to you. and if you think that sounds bad, you can go get fucked too. because i hate everything right now.