Your Poetic Justice

To all of you blood bank bitches: You picked and picked and picked at me until I couldn't take it anymore. You got together and took my position and married it up to one you couldn't give away. You jealously made mountains out of molehills in order that I might lose my marbles and break down. You used your hen yard bullying tactics to almost kill me. It is my heartfelt hope that the exact same thing happens to all of you. Then you might know how it feels to be unable to eat, sleep and live, and have dread to go into work. You act so holy but you are a whitewashed shit house and hypocrite backstabbers. The deepest reaches of the inferno are reserved for treacherous backstabbers like you. —Stabbed in the Back

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