Facebook Stories For the Stalking Boss the End

Facebook stories I leave for the boss, You ruined a life, it’s your loss. Think I’m bluffing, I had things to do after you I do nothing Two times you convinced girls I like to avoid me, Changed my reputation so no one liked me, Slandered and harassed after and before I was sacked, illegally, you reading me, bully, You f**ked my head buzzing as you attack turning all against me, behind my back Nervous breakdowns mental breakdowns Depression anxiety I was destroyed and lonely You ever taken the whole packet of sleeping pills I didn’t even do anything, obsessed to own me or was it that complaint letter about you when you blamed everyone but you and I told everyone it was you, management material, my dear you're delude, became power mad and entitled you're mentally ill you were SACKED you did things that were illegal you should be in prison told people I’m sick and evil. Every job you get I’m getting you sacked. This is the last thing I do, I ain’t going back, last thing I have left to do all tied up in a bow, 13 years my head didnt know, does now, cheerio. all I have to do is tell your employer to ring head office, sacked, evil little sprog, it's why you left Bath, I've still gotcha. people think I put on a show for them, attention sympathy oh get lost it's about me getting her and only that, don't ever mention it too me please, don't give me your attention or time, I'm used to no one just me and mine