I'm mad ass hell!
How could that bitch go shooting without knowing her victims.
Opening fire and killing students with kids, families, and a future.
I'm angry!
There was nothing I could do, nothing I could say.
It was all out of my control.
I couldn't protect you...
I'm angry!
I hate the Mayor, the pawn shop that sold the bitch the gun, the crisis hotline, and all the people who made empty promises.
You did nothing to make this thing right.
Now it's my turn to let this shit out.
I'm angry!
I'm mad ass hell!
It's not okay, young lives were loss.
Why? Because your short, ugly, fat, black ass didn't like what you saw when you looked in the mirror.
If you wanted to die, then you should've went alone.
Why kill and torment innocent people you barely knew?
Bitch I hate you! And I'll never get to tell you, "Burn In Hell", because you took care of that when you turned the gun to yourself...
~LeBlanc author of "Taste of Lust"
Note: If something is bothering you, let it out. Express yourself with words. Allow the negative energy to leave your body. Writing is therapy! Now let's turn that hurt into happiness...
