Sep 21, 2003 21:50
hey chris. i dont know if you read this. i hope you do.
im going to beat the shit out of you. i want to kill you. there is no excuse for beating the shit out three of my best friends. i dont care how angry you were. i dont care how drunk you were. you should go kill yourself, because i'm going to make you wish you were dead.
what guy beats up three helpless girls? one worthless piece of shit who is only takin up good space on this earth.
disappear, chris. now.