Your step-mama regrets having you. She saw you and wish she had you ab*red because now she has to raise this, "thing,' despite everything in her telling her it'll grow up to be nothing. You're a pathetic loser who's a worthless cockroach. You know this and my verbalizing it is the daily reminder that you need.

It doesn't matter how successful you may be, you know, in your heart, that you're nothing. The makings of your DNA would tell us that. It's threaded into the very fabric tht makes you, you and there's nothing you can do about it.

Here's more, loser: