This is a semi-fictional biography of some asshole I met in college; this is certainly not the author's life. But if there's one thing that's completely right about this book, you people are fucking insane, you people are sick, this society is trash. Hope you fuckers enjoy this book, fuck you all.
Special thanks to my friends, tell them to fuck off, especially the one I know that will eventually read this, so yeah, you really did a huge contribution to my life, you home wrecker. Bitch, even miles away, I smell your pussy here; it reeks... Unfaithfulness.
Better wash it with holy water... Maybe not, because who knows you get burned and turn to ash because we all knew what kind of a demon you are, you heartless cunt.
Never did I imagine my life would revolve around you, just holding a grudge, and thinking about kicking the chair you were standing on while the rope is around your neck. Okay, that might be an overly exaggerated way of saying I don't give a fuck about your whiny ass, you emotional fucking bitch, I was one of the big mean ones, and now people ridicule me, all because I played hero hoping I get laid, but FUCK! Your pussy is like fuck it buffet, everyone is eating it, even my cousin is EATING IT.
You know what, I'm usually the 'I regret nothing' persona, but the fact you're still alive is something I have regretted. Why are you still alive? And even if you die, the only wet thing dropping that you will receive is my piss on your grave, so fuck you back then and fuck you today, good day ma'am!