I know you’re excited about your new hobby of making artsy crafty things. I’m happy for you. I know you think you’re going to turn it into a business that earns five figures a month. Boy I sure hope so! But you haven’t sold any yet, and right now we’re broke… Please stop spending $100~ a day on supplies to make this crap.

We have three kids and a mortgage, and my income is the only one that has been used to pay our (“our”, as in your’s and mine) bills for years. I never dreamed I’d make as much money as I do, yet all of my credit cards are maxed and I’m prematurely cashing out my retirement fund to make ends meet.

Please stop spending money we don’t have. There are things I want, but I don’t buy them because I like providing our children with a house, utilities, and food.

so, remebr dat last bitch
der was nothr 1
10x as phat
20x as bitch
her name was phatass fuckface
not realy, but i tihnk it’s funnui as fuk
bt ny wys, dis bitch all be lik
“SHIT NIqqA, U SMEL LIK SUM CORN BREAD SHIT”
so i was lik
yo fuck u
and pulled out my knife
and
blood was everywhere
fuk u Alena

so der was dis bitch
she was so phat
like
holi shit
so i was liek
“yo, bitch, you so phat”
den da phat bitch got mad at me
so i pulld out my nana and shot back
papa
den
a skeleton popped out

You are an irresponsible fat bitch. Your kids (that are 5 years old and younger) are running around NAKED, standing out in the middle of the road and running around my backyard uninvited while your fat ass lies around and eats chips or watches tv. They also go into the other neighbor’s house where creepy old men live. How are you gonna react WHEN one (or both) go missing or get molested? I would love to call child protective services on your fat ass so that those little brats of yours get taken away. Far, far away. I bet your husband touches them inappropriately. You should’ve never even had them in the first place, you fat whore. I hope you choke on your McDonald’s, cause I’ve had it up to the roof with your burdens.

I’m sick of tiptoeing around you in case I upset you. Don’t hold out an olive branch if you’re going to attach thorns to it.