Dear WFT

I admit that I spend a LOT of time and energy on planning the deaths of others and visualizing ways they can kill themselves. Frankly, I don't give a damn about people- especially those who I find over emotional and annoying. I mean- hell... if someone slights you, move on and get the fuck over it. Laugh it up at how pathetic they are for targeting you or wasting their energy on bugging you. I find it amusing when people say mean things about me. But some WFT people find it necessary to bitch and moan and whine and beg for attention and claim they can't protect themselves.

I read this shit and start thinking of ways to end the problem. I'm enjoying the thought of a certain WFT person strapped to the hood of a car and scaring them to near death by off roading through thick brush.. Tie them behind the car and let their WFT skin get ripped off by the asphalt. (There is nothing quite like road rash... blisters well up then skin starts pealing off like the peal of a banana...) Beating with a tire iron is always fun. As is using lead pipes. I love the thud from hollow pipe, especially on skulls. My personal favorite, or course, is to lightly restrain the WFT victim and cut off their toes and testicles and make a stew of them. *yummy* (Other methods I approve of are burying the WFT victim alive, beheading, electrocution, firing squad and acid baths.)

Of course, as much as I enjoy fantasizing about killing WFT people, I think I enjoy thinking of them ending their life on their own accord to be just as appealing. Throwing themselves down stairs, under trains, and off tall buildings is always fun. As is setting their WFT self on fire. (I do love a good fire.) (Along with bullet to the brain, falling on chain saws, throwing yourself into a meat grinder, hanging and self-starvation.)

I guess my point is there is nothing wrong with a good fantasy- and there is nothing wrong with sharing it with others. Just don't overreact- it's fucking weak and pathetic.

Sincerely,
Psychopathic Bitch