How dare you.
How dare you take advantage of a child like that?
It's not even my child, but you've put me in a murderous rage.
I can't even think of anything vile enough to call you.
I'm not usually a violent person, but when they find you, I hope they hang you by your testicles.
And then let vultures peck your eyes out.
And then drag you behind a truck.
But even that would be too good for you.
Because what you've done can never be un-done.
People like you burn in hell.
Even Jesus says so.
From,
Erin
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