The following is a guest post by someone who shall remain nameless and has been translated into English from its original Spanish version.
Cursed woman, you are a son of a *****, ******* *******, you are a ******* ******, a **** ****.
You are not going to have a future, you poor unclean woman.
Is it that your head is empty with no brain inside?
Is it that your heart is the size of a germ?
You don’t have a mom or a dad and your life is a lie.
You don’t have a house. You live on the street.
You cry like a baby and you go to your mom.
Wait, you don’t have a mom, so you go to your dad. But you don’t have a dad either.
Your car is a….wait…you don’t have a car.
Your life is….wait…you don’t have a life.