You shithead bastard.
I can't believe I trusted you. And it fucking took one of your friends to tell me that you've been fucking my best friend? How the hell could you do this to our family? Did you ever once think about our son? Did you think about how this would affect him? Of course you didn't, you were too busy getting laid by some whore who you haven't been married to for sixteen years.
There is a special place in hell reserved for you.
Maybe I'll see you there. Oh and if I do...you'll be more fucked than you are right now.
Goodbye. I hope I get to see you again.
Because I can be ten times worse than hell.
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