Oh Ondracek, really just get the fuck out of our lives already.
It's none of your buisness - yeah, I don't know how to spell that.
Stop worrying us for no reason.
This is not a school matter, none of our lives have anything to do with you.
Get out, or die.
I am actually really considering killing you.
But death is too good even for you, you don't deserve it.
Torture may do.
I want to see you in pain.
I want to see you dread every day, wondering what else could go wrong.
I want to see you cry.
I want to see you begging for it all to end.
I hate you Ondracek, more than words can say.
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