honey, did your daddy abuse you when you were a little girl?
i know , you're a little angry with the world. always trying hard to be accepted. offering kiddies sweets at the playground to be your friends. the rejection made you cry and you vowed to get your own back by hanging around forums trying to be the forum tough girl.
now you're sitting at your PC, knee deep in dud scratch cards and lottery tickets, eagerly awaiting any form of attention like a child who does bad things because mummy and daddy ignore them. back to the late shift at the brothel on tuesday and eating pot noodles for dinner. waiting for xmas so you can pay to sit on santas lap and give him a hug.
see you later, because you won't get any more responses from me.