“She is a lost cause. She’s better off dead than the way she is now. She’s the single most pathetic and laughably idiotic person I’ve ever met in my life. I find you laughable for wasting any amount of time on her. She is one of the scourge that plague the earth and make humanity not worth it. If she would stop ******* about her problems, **** it the **** up, and ******* deal with it for once, she’d be better off. But she’s bent on making herself miserable and being overdramatic about everything. Anyone who tries to help that god-forsaken excuse for a person is doomed to be dragged into her chaotic and twisted game. Good ******* luck, you’re gonna need it.”

a poem