fuck you, los angeles

I have just come home to see that my bike has been stolen.

Hey, Los Angeles? Fuck you.

Fuck you and your big dumb face.

You will cry hot tears into your pillow for the vicious ways you have mistreated me.

Also, fuck that horrible Lisa Loeb wannabe that yelled at me in front of Birds tonight. Your biggest disappointment in life, fake Lisa Loeb, will most likely be that there is not enough asshole for you to consume on the planet earth and because of that I feel sorry for you. Seriously, I have spent some time with myself wondering how I could treat women better as another woman and potentially advance mankind, and you my dear, are bringing down the heard. Fuck off and die, you evil, evil subhuman species. I hope whoever that "important person" you were bragging about having in front of the bar knows he is sleeping with a woman-hating, threatened, tired bitch who makes it her business to hate upon the awesomeness of others.

Eat a dick and die,

Molly Caithlin McAleer