Someone needs to tell my haters that they just can’t do it like me!

The dirty looks, the jealous stares. The funny thing is you think I care.

The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it’s still on the list.

Bitch please, I can remove 90% of your “beauty” with a Kleenex.

Dear slut, this may come as a surprise but your boobs go inside your shirt.

The way I see it: the more people hate me, the less people I have to please.

The fakest people are the one’s who claim they’re real the most.

Instead of acting like a manwhore, act more like a man, and less of a whore.

People will laugh at your dreams then hate you when you make then come true.

Bitch stop lying and keep it real, you know damn well you can’t see me.

Girl, you better be careful out in the sun this summer. I hear plastic melts.

I would like to kick you in your vagina, but I’m afraid I lose my shoe.

I don’t hate you, I’m just simply not excited about your existence.

I couldn’t help but notice, awesome ends with me and ugly starts with you.

Sorry honey, but I’m pretty sure the Earth revolves around the sun not you.