I saw a girl I used to know at school on Facebook - she used to walk past me in the corridor, punch me in the stomach and call me a dyke. So yeah, we were not friends. Anyway, I saw her on Facebook and she's now a fat munter with two kids by two different dads, which OK doesn't mean she has a horrible life, but I kind of hope she does. I hope she's poor. Cunt.
Like, I feel almost bad about feeling like that - I don't think there's anything necessarily wrong with being a young single mum or anything like that, and I kind of hope she isn't miserable, and I do feel a little bit bad about wishing ill things on a woman who was just a bit of a cunt to me in secondary school and probably a) doesn't even remember and b) is totally a normal person now, but also... I hope she's sad.