To the fucktard

I know that this is vitriol, No solution, spleen-venting, But I feel better having screamed, don’t you? – lyrics from Ignoreland by R.E.M. This is addressed to someone I refer to as “thrush”, because she’s an irritating cunt, who I told to fuck off and leave me alone last night, firstly because it’s therapeutic, secondly… Continue reading To the fucktard